RDP Wednesday – EVIDENCE
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The smell of vomit
cigarette smoke
and your
department store perfume
so tragically hip
in the Midwest
lingered in my car
long after it was towed away for scrap.
The Ghost of you
the smell of you
haunts the wrecking yard steps away from where you live.
Is this
Poetry or Poetic?
I wonder.