You smell
they told me
& well
it must be true
I catch wind of it
when I return to a room
I’ve been in
I guess I must like it
a pig in its own shit
who cares?
they have no armpits
to trouble them
(except me)
maybe they bathe
in different streams
tubs, showers, sinks
spending bigger fortunes
for artificial pongs
deodorants, colognes, perfumes
to disguise
who they really are
not that I lay claim distinction
they bestow on me
Neil Benbow
they say
and then sniff the air.

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