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Smoking On a Sunday

Aubrey Bahala

Anemic. Coughing. Heavy breathing.

A sinful act on a sacred Sunday

Could you remember?

Walking past the monuments

Of numerous saints staring at me

And at my hand, where the mighty

Stick is fitted.

Wet pavements and the blowing cold

Breeze has awakened me.

There’s no need to return home.

I choose to stay beside you, comrade.

Shivering under a waiting shed.

Dependence on what I’m holding

Keeping the night inside of me

Alive and going.

Certainly, I could wait here until

Another taxi cab passes by the dark

Streets fronting the mental institution

Where people have dropped you.