A Pome - on Scent

[annis]

Sometimes there are salespeople wandering the halls where I work, hunting down doctors they want to try out some fabulous new drug. Some of these people are nice, but there seems to be a subpopulation that devotes too much of their spare time to tanning booths. A very few apparently bathe in their cologne or perfume. It's like someone shoved a lilac up my sinuses.

παντοδαπῶς με τυφλοῖ μύ?ου ὀδμὴ ᾧ σὺ κέχ?ισαι·
κείνης πως ὀδμῆς κ?υπτομένη κακίων;

ὀδμὴ ᾧ I took a Homeric license at the bucolic caesura.

I used to be able to indent. How vexing.

Edit: idiotic typo in second line fixed.