Haiku Wednesday

In the dark I see

the lighting of cigarettes

on the balconies.


I open the doors

that overlook the courtyard

and let the smoke in.


I enjoy the smell.

Not too overpowering,

it is quite lovely.


Tonight the smoke smell

comes with the sound of french men

laughing drunkenly.



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