The evanescent smell of coffee,
Of our small olfactory receptor neurons -
Simple felicity drawn from these fugacious frissons.
Engaging in small-talk,
Avoiding real thoughts that -
Should have been uttered.
We cannot abstain from furtive glances
Which emerge into our irises' dalliance -
Cigarettes are smoked with evocative ebullience.
I cannot but brood
For the denouement
Of this imbroglio.
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