No boys here


The door opened outwardly

Drawing a gust of air

Redolent of beer and dried sweat,

A hint of diesel and fir pitch,

The room smelled of men.



Comments

Janice said…
All in all, not a bad smell. Nice poem, and I like the picture you chose to accompany it.

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