honey bonbon
Hazarding a guess
he holds onto his inner rake
like a shining crucifix
raking leaves in his Autumn years
he considers poetry
keeping bees in their hives
is just as sweet as honey
a joy to convert
his favourite hidden hobby
he considers french slang
expensive bonbon candy,
then, next page, he reads:
"les bijoux indiscrets"
ravenous,
he psalms within the margin
Candide Diderot. '24
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