Lemon loaf

Round five

of lunch consisting of sugar

and words, caffeine and strangers.

I could hang here all day

wondering what everyone is up to

making up stories

of the guy with The Doors

book, the one you showed me.

The French guy talking to his girlfriend

on the phone. Bonjour chérie.

I would rather be alone

me and my books and coffee and 

Lemon Loaf

and Mr.Mercedes who is a sick fucking

character yet again in a Stephen King novel.

Not going to talk about you or me

or them

just listen to jazz

and wonder why I ever went to the awful café on St-Laurent and the tiniest bathroom since my Paris trip.

Sometimes other reasons bring you to new places and I swear I would die inside

if I never tried new flavours

but the lemon 

is my ultimate favourite.

So back to reading

and enjoying the moment

of solitude

before another meeting

that kills my inspiration.

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