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‘Lost at Prado’ |
Inspired by brunch at Prado Lounge Café Bar
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Egg yolk bursts forth.
Happy vibes for ailing poets.
Smoky beans begging to be seen.
Skins spiced up to tingle
tired has-beens.
Mini-browns, promoted hash,
bunched in old-tin cup,
begging to be free – to be
dipped in sauce –
to be lifted up.
Crisp, crack, crunch –
too few – now gone.
Lost.
Submerged into
a bucketful of short-gone
memories.
But,
for now,
I feel better.
Copyright of text and photographs owned by Jay Cool, September 2018