Toxic Aroma
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
531
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Toxic Aroma
As the musical hum escapes from your bum, I am forced to yet again deal with the toxic aroma of your body.
It attaches to you like a rubber band and slings every where you go, following you and causing every breathing creature in your path to choke.
When I describe to people the nature of your exercise they laugh and think it is all a joke
However they do not have to live with the toxic cloud hanging in the air
They do not have to eat and smell the corn nut smell emitting from your soggy gray sweatpants and have the courage to not stare
Nor do they have to listen to the pig noises you create as your slop is shoveled into your round face
And you are the first to display such a love for cola; drinking at least six cans a day and gulping them as if you are in an race
You belch, you always fire off stink missiles always near by, and it makes me want to die
However the shining moment of anyone's day if when during a conversation or dinner time you dig for nose gold and flick it
What the shit?
Is it any wonder why I am not attracted to you?
Is it any wonder why I am sickened by all you do?
It attaches to you like a rubber band and slings every where you go, following you and causing every breathing creature in your path to choke.
When I describe to people the nature of your exercise they laugh and think it is all a joke
However they do not have to live with the toxic cloud hanging in the air
They do not have to eat and smell the corn nut smell emitting from your soggy gray sweatpants and have the courage to not stare
Nor do they have to listen to the pig noises you create as your slop is shoveled into your round face
And you are the first to display such a love for cola; drinking at least six cans a day and gulping them as if you are in an race
You belch, you always fire off stink missiles always near by, and it makes me want to die
However the shining moment of anyone's day if when during a conversation or dinner time you dig for nose gold and flick it
What the shit?
Is it any wonder why I am not attracted to you?
Is it any wonder why I am sickened by all you do?