Absorbing the smoke
And chatter
From the local
Leper colony
I am pulled from
The page
by kind and
Curious eyes perched
Above pin-striped suit
He wants to know
If I am writing poetry
And with little choice
I confess
The afflicition
He asks me
To say something
About him
And having no intention
Of doing so
I tell him
I will
Noticing his watch
And wallet
And knowing where
My craft is headed
I tell him
To include me
In his next
Business proposal
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