Modish Swan by Odeur de Paradis Sixty dollars at the mall Seabear's Musk by Abercrombie and Fitch Borrowed from a friend Two invisible clouds Course through seasoned evening atmosphere Sesame and pot roast and Something that might be stew Auras meet like cold fronts An awkward mix, bear and swan Cheap wine adds a fruity touch To their sickly concoction Tensions blend and thicken until It seems to them like all one aroma
Fresh paint and cut grass Filtered through rising sunshine Side by side, two feelings melt Each breath brings in the other Sweat and Ocean Spray detergent and Modish Swan by Odeur de Paradis So familiar they no longer notice it Soon, the wind brings a new perfume Soiled diaper by newborn baby It seems to them like all one aroma
Beer Breath by Coors Light Twelve dollars at the liquor store Truck Exhaust by Chevrolet Borrowed from the dealership A black smoke-cloud Angrily plumes in acrid airscape Burnt rubber and spilled coffee and Something that might be blood Crossed in one fatal pocket With the faintest hint of Modish Swan An awkward mix, guilt and grief Leaking across halves of the collision until It seems to them like all one aroma
Sweet mall bakery and coppery fountain Waft around a girl and her father Side by side, with cinnamon scent Still lingering on locked hands Finger bouquet tenderly bounces Past the Fragrance Palace Chemical flower and essence of pine and Something else It makes her lungs shudder So familiar she can't remember it It seems to cradle her, this one aroma