Found in the Belleville section of Paris. Unofficial repair, or maybe decoration, of the sidewalk.
Paris. Cigars. Eleven.When I lived in Paris.Paris. Cigars. Eleven. by Crussol12
When I smoked cigars.
I might have taken a wrong turn
on my way here this morning.
I’m not sure.
It looks like the same small table
under the same awning
caked with the same pigeon crap.
But something feels different.
Are you on vacation?
Of course, you do not have to tell me
you are going on vacation
and it is summer afterall.
Still, it would be too bad
if you left without hearing
the story about . . .
well, one of those stories
I seem to remember only as it gets warmer
and the trees leaf out.