In this week’s veterans’ writing assignment, your homework was to create and share a short piece on a unique odor that summons up powerful memories from your time in the military. How did you do? Or did you do?
DISCLAIMER: I normally keep my works humorous and light, so I apologize in advance for attempting to expand my literary horizons by: 1) composing poetry, 2) “going dark,” and 3) composing really bad poetry. Here is my homework:
What’s that smell? A thick, dark stank infiltrates my nostrils.
Governments steal. Officials deal. Illiterates starve.
Why’s it familiar? It permeates methodically through my sinuses.
Sewage stagnates. Water festers. Disease spreads.
Where’s it from? The stench crushes my chest from inside out.
Machetes march. Voters run. Heads swing.
What’s it mean? The malevolent pong slams to a precise halt.
Squads organize. Girls bleed. Mothers cry.
Why’s it returned? Its blistering tang smothers my taste buds.
Leaders call. Children train. Disciples explode.
What’s the remedy? My salivary glands mechanically labor.
Wood burns. Tires burn. Plastics burn.
Who’s to blame? My tongue tries to shed this invisible coat of filth.
Styrofoam burns. P*ss burns. Sh*t burns.
When’s it end? As my mind’s eye leafs to a hidden bookmark:
I see burning garbage.
I feel burnt entirety.
I hear deafening indifference.
I smell Third World.
I taste Our World.
OK – the beret, scarf, and elbow-padded corduroy blazer are back in their rightful place (the fireplace). It’s your turn to:
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