Sense Odds

A funny smell, persisting for some days,
befalls my nose and brain at times, and then
it disappears like it was just a phase,
and I forget till it occurs again.
It’s nothing nasty, never smelled before –
a little dry and peppery, benign
I think (and hope – of course I can’t be sure,
but I expect from death a bigger sign).

I’ve also noticed weeks when coffee’s taste
is wrong – so off, I sanitize the pot.
(I’ve almost had that Cuisinart replaced.)
The problem’s here for days and then it’s not.
I know the virus hijacks taste and smell,
but I (except for age) am testing well.

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