Odor of Sorrow

There is an odor to sorrow
that rises out of the carpet,
like the musty stench of a thousand floods,
to permeate the house.

There is a smell to tears
that emanates from the wallpaper,
like the stink of stagnate tide pools,
and hangs in the air.

There is scent to sadness
that fall from the ceiling,
like reek of rotting timbers,
to smother the soul.

Line Count: 12
Form: Free verse

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