Her scent haunted my nostrils
Like some sort of olfactory phantom
Neither need
Nor want
Could make it dissipate
Whenever it came by
It twisted
And curled itself around
Those memories still hidden in my brain
Somehow always managing to find them
No matter how hidden in my brain
But it wasn't like
A silken feather
Dragged lightly across my face
It was
Asubmersion
A full cranial dip in my history
My supposedly forgotten
History
And it drowned me
-RTB
