Smell Poem by shameka jones

Smell



smell
the smell of life which is the pig. the smell of the pig equals beacon. but i seek for the pain and the sweetness in the smell of the pig. the aroma of beans not just any beans but vanilla coffee beans. as the cup hit my lips the coffee hits my buds filling my soul with bitterness of death.

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