Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Deep Sniffy, Damn Skippy!

Ever take a long, deep sniff like your life depended on it? It's the silent and under-appreciated wonder work of the nostrils. I don't mean drugs. I mean a soulful sniff. A sniff that signifies everything you want, and everything you lost. A sniff that takes in the surroundings, authenticates the experience, and detects triumph or trouble. Well, I have been a proponent of the deep sniffy my whole darn adult life, and never more than now, when I depend on the "S.S.S." - soul-searching sniff. Deep sniffy, damn skippy! You might inquire here, how many sniffs I take a day? Well, it really depends on how many "F.F.U's" or flake follow-ups I have to commit myself to. Today, with the heat and flakes, and all, a deep-sniffy was necessary, but not the full-on one, as I would probably fall over with an inspired, gestational snift. Oh, snuffle at the thought. I think I've turned part canine. No, no, detractors, not a bitch, but a human-being with a particular talent and sensitivity in the upper or middle region of my face. I use my nose and my nostrils to give or afford me strength, when there is seemingly none to spare. The refuse or rubbish of the crap and/of the creeps are circulating in that dead air just in front of me. Their unsparing presence nips at my heels, they're always there. And then...And then, I take leave of my own wacky personal therapy. It's nothing more than inhalation, but it clears the sullied slate. It wipes out the creeps, the cretans, the crap, and replaces all that with some sort of strange purity, space, and a willingness to continue; yes, until the sniff gets me some success. Sometimes, I admit that I'm sore with the sniff, as it hasn't yielded optimal results yet, but I have to say, that it's getting me through. And there's a long list of creeps that have done me the dirty in the last two years. But who's counting? I'm counting! Damn straight, damn skippy! I'm keeping it straight with my own personal ledger. And just in case, the nostrils, and the deep sniffy are there to back me up.

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