following the trail of tasty air

alluring aura

follows your



(always cold) –

walk by me again,

walk beside me again,

clasp your hand with my hand,

let me take you to another land.

Is it your perfume?

Is it your lotion?

Or is it just you?

Whatever it is,

I got the cure for

what ails you

(and it’s not a lozenge).


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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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