Smelled by None Other


I like that declaration of something being done
for the sole purpose of its completion and nothing else–

you know, the castle made of fragrant taco meat
defended by French toast molecular structures
blown up to be visible to the naked eye
and smelled by none other
than the Duke of Prunes.

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