Sensation

my auditory ins ain't been much good since not much past my childhood my visions clouded more each day don't matter much in shades of grey i thought i smelled a whiff of metaphor yet my sense of scents went out the door circulations chilled my touch to cool and my tastebuds only make me drool that weighty feeling of gravity pulls senses toward the end of me but still I want to take it in all life's sensation of where I've been the taste, the sight, the touch, the sound they let me know I'm still around © Goode Guy 2012-12-20