The Politics of the NoseA Poem by Alfred KukitzJackson & Honey on a walkThe Politics of the Nose Here in the middle leashes in hand Two noses smell the lay of the land Mixing sides as each follows the scent I get entangled by whims of the nose I turn to see the eyes of a doe Intense staring follows us close The magic rendered in the movement of her skin While my furry friends enjoy the smells of the day. © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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