Sal Volatile

I caught the scent of you

carried on the tongue

of a southerly breeze,

just the slightest taste

of familiarity.

 

Not enough to say

you were here,

but that you were

 

 

somewhere.

 

 

I pulled my collar upright, tight

as though to keep you out

but still you came

from skies bruised

by your outburst.

 

I caught the scent of you,

wished you were gone,

dissolved, more than

a half-eaten memory

on my plate.

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