Guilt

Written 4-14-11

A fragrance so strong and sweet;
breathed in deep
exhale
The scent lingers
Tickling the nose
and then it goes
An oder so pugnant reamins
Coughing
Choking
Can’t exhale
Thirty. Two. Thirty. Two. Thirty. Two.
A tone rings through the air.

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