Sniffling and snuffling
Searching for a scent
Skulking in shadows
Self inflated; self serving; self perpetuating
Oroubouros without end
Poetry has always been an important part of my coping with life. I have neglected it for a few years, but I am hoping to get back into the habit if you will indulge me. As with pretty much any writer, the gems are very well hidden within all sorts of grubbiness.