Wednesday, January 16, 2013

prompt from Andrea Hoff - senses

a musty smell of old crumbs
cloys the dim-lit room,
having sunk itself into the stained carpet that peels away to reveal the
yellow linoleum below,
and having leeched into the plaster walls white as day-old snow
and stagnant air

the comforting, peeling scent of cracked old libraries honeyed with age

the light flickers reassuringly as I enter and
breath in
( inhale )

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