Gourmandise

Only birds can revel
On spilled wine and caffeine
On the dirty cobble
Of the rue de Lamartine:
He, fabled and ineffable,
Gourmet and philosophe;
She, pecking at a pebble,
Fed up with second-hand cuisine,
But, as a trade-off
And inured to their routine,
Having crossed the Rubicon,
They waddle on.

Rue de Varenne
May 31th, 2003

Kawela
February 9th, 2019