My nose is not with me
even as I felt for it
on my face, it is not there
yet I see the gore putrefying
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the beauty of the senses is that we have them, and it's a gift to be treasured, such as your words are to be treasured.
So true Eddie. My husband doesn't have a good sense of smell, and I often say to him he is lucky to smell certain things that are not at all nice. Great concept and title and great writing too! 10 Karin Anderson
i think this is very true. if we couldn't smell each other, then probably we'd all be nicer to each other. or at least we wouldn't overreact whenever someone farted.: D very good poem!