Excuse me
Do you mind if I smoke?
Yes I mind
Don’t smoke while I try to
eat my food fucker
But I guess he asked first
so….
Go ahead
Fill my bits of egg and bread
pesto drenched
now drenched in your
tobacco poison smoky hue
It dances around my tomato
melty cheese
absorbing my hair follicles
filling up my nostrils
singe the hairs
dancing around my coffee cup
in unison
Thank you very much
My meal complete
with fumes of busy road
sun drenched sidewalk
the breadths of him and her
Vermont and Melbourne
Maybe next time I will
try the escargot
with a splash of tobacco hue
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