He Takes a Long Drag
the cat begs for
the attention
of its master
who strokes
him under the chin.
he
Takes a long drag
on a cigarette,
and thinks of
days
when the weather
was much kinder to
us all …
now
the sunflowers in
his garden
despair over the
cold that
chills their stems.
he takes another
drag and he sees
her up there
on the silver screen
swishing her
hair and smiling at him.
But the teeth are false
and the picture
Is false,
the world is false.
he opens the curtains and looks
at a plastic street.
Copyright © John Mcmahon | Year Posted 2011
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