sighing
thoughts
melt
in my drink
the
didactic
stirring me
solo at my table
you are my expression
i listen to jazz
thinking it’s what you don’t hear
in a garbo hat
considering
my unwilling
virgil
you speak of husbandry
and moral principle
romance languages
choking
emotion caught
in a throat
now cleared
drawing room comedy
with
a french window view
you cannot help but see me
parenthetically
we were a lovely notion
how nice
to have a conversation
with someone
who got the reference
laughed at the repartee
now
i have an appreciation
for what a smoker
must endure
and the trials and tribulations
of being a
not-so good
easter and christmas
catholic