PERFUMED POISON 

  Coffee and smoke; A perfumed poison, Linger, Devour and drink This thing, This delicious desire; You naked, I need a cup, A kiss, A breath of you, One morning to make an eternity. All words by Damien B. Donnelly Inspired by the poetry magnet oracle.

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BOTTLED PAST

  It’s outstanding what odours can own, how biographies in bottles can board, how illusions can lie lay in liquids, how subtle scents can be savoured. I sprayed you today on my hands -so cold to caress- from a bottle, a simple bottle, in a shop, a simple shop, in a city that never saw […]

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PERFUME

  Hungry again                                                         to taste you like candy                                       […]

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SCENE IN EUROPE, SCENE 8, MADRID

  Scene in Europe, Scene 8, Madrid and the Reoccurring Scent of a Dream Henry sat on the edge of the bed feeling his burgeoning body cave and crumble. He was exhausted, confused and broken. In Cologne, after a date that proved as evaporating as water, he’d met a group of Spaniards celebrating their last […]

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SCENE IN EUROPE, SCENE 6, CUNNING COLOGNE

  Scene in Europe, Scene 6, Cunning Cologne. He was sitting by the edge of the river, proudly stroking the growth of his beard, as tourist boats sailed by when she passed his table and her scent caught him, a lingering fragrance of citrus and bergamot, flooding him with childhood memories of beaches filled with exotic […]

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SCENE IN EUROPE, SCENE 4, PARIS

Prose, Scene in Europe, Scene 4, Paris, L’ombre dans l’Eau / Voyages Extraodinaires The Arts et Metiers metro station in Paris was deserted and glowed like the inside of Jules Verne’s Nautilus with its mock porthole windows, copper clad walls and giant cogs peering down from the roof. Winter winds rushed through the tunnels before […]

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