The Smell Man
I passed a man in the bus today with small, circular eyes held wide open along with his mouth, frozen in his shock, who did smell. And then someone four rows back with tattoos on his neck had cheese pagliacci pizza loaded with parmesean cheese which is my least favorite smell in the world.
There was this other man in blue. He was in a blue dress shirt with golfers on it cut off at the elbow. Fat. He had an old, old hat, faded around the rim, and it used to be purple or brown. He was shivering. Once he got off the bus he stopped shivering. He said,
Excuse me c-could you open your window?
This one? I said, and opened the little window.
Yeah, see that person up there? Up front? That's the dirtiest smelling person I've met in my whole life, smells like death.
Ok. I said, and then I said, ...Maybe it IS death, and it's coming for you!
Then the man started making sputtering noises!
There was this other man in blue. He was in a blue dress shirt with golfers on it cut off at the elbow. Fat. He had an old, old hat, faded around the rim, and it used to be purple or brown. He was shivering. Once he got off the bus he stopped shivering. He said,
Excuse me c-could you open your window?
This one? I said, and opened the little window.
Yeah, see that person up there? Up front? That's the dirtiest smelling person I've met in my whole life, smells like death.
Ok. I said, and then I said, ...Maybe it IS death, and it's coming for you!
Then the man started making sputtering noises!