Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Poem the Seventeenth

Walking down the hall,
I smell something wonderful.
The full-body sniff*.

*The full-body sniff is what happens when you are walking one direction, and you smell something so good, it causes your entire body to shift direction: your shoulders rise and swing toward the smell, your head jerks back toward it, and it's likely that your hips also spin and slide... the rest of your body just follows suit. The smell of roasting chicken will do that to a man.

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