Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, November 1, 2018

MUSK

Story permeates our beings,
our very bodies.
In other words: how we
hold and carry ourselves
in the world
is no small matter.
What we tell ourselves
about ourselves
is an attitude, an air  
we wear like a musk.
It is in us, on us, and all around us.
It perfumes everything and everyone
we come close to.
It is how we attract what we attract
and repel what we repel.
If we remain suffused
in our state of nonchalance
we might as well go about our business
like skunks in the night,
scavenging for our next meager meal,
while the dark keeps getting darker.

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