Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Morning haiku

Man on the subway
Wearing far too much cologne
Sits so close--I retch

City streets so hot
Garbage, rotting, stinking smells
I want to go home

4 Comments:

Blogger Robber Barren said...

Hey! You stole my poems!

(The garbage smell is the worst.)

12:12 PM  
Blogger DisneyBaby said...

I live in the Midwest where it is 190 degrees today. The smell of men after they have been out in the sun is just brutal to me. Go to the grocery store and try to shop and a man strolls by and I just want to barf. I smell everyone. From bad perfume to a slight hint of sweat and I am done for.

5:15 PM  
Blogger MoMo said...

Love the poem...I feel your pain. I hope this heat wave passes soon. Hang in there.

9:27 AM  
Blogger Heather said...

I suppose now would be a bad time to tell you that I felt like that from week 6-12 but my nausea was actually the worst from 10-13 weeks? I know... I'm banned from your site now.

6:09 PM  

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