Friday, March 10, 2006

 

Breakfast

He put the coffee
In the cup
He put the milk
In the cup of coffee
He put the sugar
In the cafe au lait
With the coffee spoon
He stirred
He drank the cafe au lait
And he set down the cup
Without a word to me
He lit
A cigarette
He made smoke rings
With the smoke
He put the ashes
In the ash-tray
Without a word to me
Without a look at me
He got up
He put
His hat upon his head
He put his raincoat on
Because it was raining
And he left
In the rain
Without a word
Without a look at me
And I - I took
My head in my hand
And I cried

[this poem was written by Jacques Prevert.
as a friend of his found it
in one of his notebooks,
it reminds me of Ned]

posted by Hog 6:39 AM