He strolled into the coffee shop.
Nobody knew the guy.
He wore a pair of sunglasses
though he only had one eye.
He puffed away on a cigarette
the shape of a burrito.
He said “Excuse the way I look,
I’m traveling incognito.”
Poem and Drawing ©2007 Rex Benson
From the Napkin Files, we bring you this offering taken from the margin of a recent meeting agenda.
Poem and Drawing
©2007 Rex Benson