The Smell of Freedom—Wea’ve Written Weekly—My second try this week

You smell like freedom.

Like motor oil, pimples, and back hair.

Like a firework and potato salad fart.

Like the wrong change at the Walmart register.

Like a greasy spoon restaurant on some Podunk backroad.

Like lightning and rain on the wind.

Like the greasy smell of gun oil on steel

And the taste of the barrel in your mouth.

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Is it cheating since I didn’t write this one in cascade form? Is it cheating to post two?

I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Calcutta Calling” by Punam Sharma. If you would like to read the poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/08/17/w3-prompt-16-weave-written-weekly/

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7 thoughts on “The Smell of Freedom—Wea’ve Written Weekly—My second try this week

  1. Hi, Richard ❤

    I just want to let you know that this week's W3 is now live, and it'll be open until Sunday morning, 10:00 AM (GMT+3).

    I hope you can join us this week 🙂

    ~David

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