Just like the girl on the tapes I order un carafe d’eau
hoping it will solve for thirst I have
If I smoked I’d light one now
strike it nonchalant
With just a touch
of distant stare
to show the wheels
still turn
Circumspect to be
less than
ordinary
I have somewhere to be
so I say I must be going now
Je dois partir maintenant
To you lovers
at your tables
I nod to you
in silent unknowing
Your gaze on my back
falls for far too short
a moment
© Chagall 2013
