SMOKING A CIGARETTE OUTSIDE THE LOUVRE

dirt blowing in from afar
children scented of love
and sacrifice
commingle with the feet of soldiers as
laughter sounds among monuments of death
voices congeal with pigeon droppings
and canopies of shade hover
over hungry visitors
with black shoes rich with dust
longing to be French
if only for a time

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