Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Nagheenanajar is Not Hard to Say


regulations and laws
kept me in chains
as I smoked cheap cigarettes in sideshow cafes,
the kind that serve up burnt toast as a side helping
to a full english minus the tomato

a girl walked in with the grace of Ludmilla Tcherina.
She ordered a pot and coffee and sat opposite.
I made note of her imperfections

we never talked or made eye contact.
It was one of those relationships,
built purely on observation



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