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Me and My Odour
Mmm, yes I like that smell
It's me! Yes, it's me!
I like the smell that welcomes me home
It's Me! Yes, it's me!
Sometimes, the smell it fades away,
It fades away from me!
Sometimes a fresh clear cold insists
That is replaces me!
But then I close the windows shut
And fell the tingle fly.
It dies; becomes dull rhythmless warmth
That's me! Yes, it's me!
But who would come and say to me:
'It's me! Let me in, it's me!'
They lose me from my mud; and anger now.
THAT'S ME YES IT WAS ME!
My Broken reality.
-- * --
I took a cup of tea today
To see if it was me!
I took one sip, and more (for sure)
But found it wasn't me!
[he found it wasn't he, boom boom]
- Simon Huggins, 2nd December 1991