A Poem I Wrote - Perfume

Perfume ads are ridiculous, aren't they?

Perfume


And I am chained on the fence,

armed with only a few French adjectives

to infiltrate passers-by,

probably with someone else

or never thought about.


And I am a billboard,

vandalised with solvents and images

that never occupy other memories,

merely skipped over 

and distracted.


And I am pigeon-like,

only tossed a few atoms of bread

before they resume their journeys,

as intended.

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