“Marmalade Mane”

“Marmalade Mane”

While riding the train,

I hold in a sneeze.

No pollen in sight,

just perfumed ladies.

Space is fleeting.

We’re all quite close.

The drip keeps on coming,

a volatile nose.

Standing in front of me,

a proximal shadow.

A marmalade mane,

allergen hedgerow.

I can’t get away,

it starts in my knees.

Travels up through my torso,

with relative ease.

The fumes from her hair,

are pulling it out.

Mucus aerosol,

explodes from my snout.

I apologize profusely,

she cringes away.

A sneeze catalyzer,

that marmalade mane.