Odour Issues

I want to embrace the air, collect it all between my arms and make it smell like a part of me. The air I breathe now smells like it was perhaps once caught in my hair. And I think I smell your hands. I think your palms may have been sweaty.

I want to leap face first towards the earth, collect it in my fingernails, and make it smell like a part of me. The earth I lie on now smells like the bed. Smells like tear-drops of yesterday. I think you may be around. I think may be you need a hand.

I want to jump into the water, collect it between my fingers and make it smell like a part of me. The water that wets my body now smells like the ocean. It is still there where it was. I think there may have been some hope.

I want to glow in the radiation of the fire, collect it between the palms of my hands and make it smell like a part of me. The fire that makes me warm now smells like the stove. Perhaps you are still hungry. I think you may want it well done.

Smells like failure.  Seriously.