I am sitting in the kitchen reading a book about Lou Andreas-Salome

You are brewing coffee on the stove and watching the toast

Looking out of the window I can see a grey bus that wishes it was green

The bakery opposite has just opened and the Saturday assistant is adjusting the window

One of reasons that I love you so much is that you are so careless in the mornings

Your gown has fallen open numerous times revealing your nudity but you just brush it back

I ask you how I am supposed to concentrate with all these distractions

Coffee Cunt and Cheese on Toast

You just smile as you usually do and I love you more than I did a minute previously

I place my book on the bright windowsill and we plan our Saturday in detail

It is said that history travels in circles possibly it is very possible especially in this apartment

I sit back and watch the high street get busier and wonder what Nietzsche would have made of it all

 

Stan & Jane