My nose knows no bounds

Smoke and poor air quality

flowers and sugar cane plants

the sweet smell of somewhat certified success

never smelt by those who never dealt with

the stench of defeat

In my shoes

Blisters Toe yickies

moss and grime

Against air freshener

Febreeze or Sublime?

I wait for the pneumonia

the smell of a freshly cut

yard

all cologne and no perfumagation

if that's not a word, sue me

For nasal malpractice

it's a crime not an art

everywhere i go 

whisps of ciggarette smoke

fumigate my brain

Thinking i might suffocate

i hold my breath

as the drop in air quality

decreases like our financial state of mind

contaminate corrupt and confusion

That's today's forecast, nasal wise

Im an asshole who should be working now

and you're watching "Jackass"

back to you Stinkers!