odor everywhere

by Rich Soos / December 18th, 2016

anguish smells of shadows
covering the dank regions
beyond the corners of this cell

cement floor browned by silent
murmurs so constant I can no
longer tell if the source is without

no access to fresh rain
no access to fresh impressions
no access to fresh contempt

Rich Soos is one of those old poets who hasn’t learned better, and intends not to. He blogs several times a week at http://rsoos.com . His books are available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble. Read other articles by Rich.

This article was posted on Sunday, December 18th, 2016 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.