The Two Smells
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There is a smell that gets the machinery whirring,
one like candy, sex, or soft, glittering lights
minimalist piano with a few rough throated strings
that makes the mind swoon momentarily
that frees sparks from the heartbeat's hammer,
but that is not the smell I'm interested in.
I am interested in the smell that lulls the mind,
slow and full of life
like a big meandering cluster of stars
the feeling that comes early in the morning
when you're suspended between sleep and awake
when everything turns upside down and begins to float
in icy ecstasy underneath the smell of spring rain.
The buzz of the day's distractions may pull me from that place
but a part of my mind will always want to stay back
and only get lost.