Sweet Perfume

Eleven days
I cannot think
Seven days
I cannot smell
anything but
the perfume
of my pickle
juice.
No more Ralph
or Burberry
only Sweet and
Dill.
Imagination almost
gone
Must go to
work:
The relish
Calls to me.

Praise the Lord that I have a job this summer! Yes, I do make pickle relish for a living now, although my technical title is "Lab Technician." Anyway, this means that posting may become (even more) infrequent than it already is. However, I will try to continue to post, even if it means squeezing thoughts out of my brain like I squeeze the juice out of the pickle.