More Robusta

is it mould or mildew
to this on this
day

I do not know

where does this questioning arc
begin

my Cohiba
a preposition

Churchillian
or Imperial

a small letter
unfolds the personal story

the character
never knows

*

cigar smoke

questionable as behaviour

no process to the language

*

the language
liquid
losing
the heart of you

gauging my fear
and in this moment
nothing else

*

no image
to alert

you
to narrative

*

mould or mildew
on the cigar

and bp

smokes

cigars with gusto

old and dry Nicaraguan cigars

in a pinch

in the university office

we discuss teaching

and poetry

*

I drink whiskey

on occasion
a table

all I ask

*

innkeep

*

does the stucco on this wall

disturb us more than the black and gold

rococo

the black virgin

I hallucinate

my friend
there

and about to leave for Paris

*

smoke
arcs

and where is my discipline

sister
sister

I am without other

matches

*
there is no reed

to breathe

time and literature

the constructions
that illuminate

criticism

there is the quick life
eternal

Ozymandias

under the tight spot

a decaying actor

whose stage decays
underfoot

the lone and level sands

further away

blue smoke
the donation of love

*

I do not know what I know

and am glad of it

less than half the cigar
remains

*
still
smoking