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Scent Memories

charred scents linger
within the astronaut's mind
suits, boots, glove fingers
leave scent memories behind
reek of burnt toast and sulfur
a vacuum occupied by scientists and engineers
what Earthly scents trigger
the olfactory bulbs of space pioneers
acid burns, fireworks, the scent of torched meat
the bakery that burns a rack of bagels
on the putrid corner of smelly Smogstone Street
the aromas trigger views from the cosmos
floating in the void
looking down
on the mass of green, tan and blue

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Rhymespacesci Fi

◄ Salvia

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