The Smell of an Elevator

by Marc Vincenz



I’ve never known an elevator
to stink so much of garlic.


It must be Mister Huang
who’s always farting


on the way to work.
Perhaps I should have a chat


with his good wife;
though, they say


she’s a good cook
and you know


how good cooks are
about taking advice.

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Marc Vincenz is a regular contributor to this blog. He appeared in AlteredScale.com issue 2, and he edits MadHat.

See his entry at Poets & Writers.