Metal Scent

METAL SCENT

My hands taste like silver now

and the lines and the cracks

turn green tinged

“Lake Monster”

from a long week of pounding-

hammer and anvils.

I wonder,

does it change me much?

And the special me scent

is it shining, metallic?

If you kissed my palms

would you know the price

of the dust caught

on your lips?

I could tell you if you like.

That it’s hours of toil

and the cost of learning

and 17.50 an ounce.

But it buys for the green girl

the attention of a pretty lady,

whose smile warms like forge fire and

soothes rough hands with a gentle kiss.

Danielle K. Day

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