Breakfast - Jacques Prévert

He poured the coffee
Into the cup
He put the milk
Into the cup of coffee
He put the sugar
Into the coffee with milk
With a small spoon
He churned
He drank the coffee
And he put down the cup
Without any word to me

He emptied the coffee with milk
And he put down the cup
Without any word to me

He lighted
One cigarette
He made circles
With the smoke
He shook off the ash
Into the ashtray
Without any word to me

Without any look at me
He got up
He put on
A hat on his head
He put on
A raincoat
Because it was raining
And he left
Into the rain
Without any word to me
Without any look at me

And I buried
My face in my hands
And I cried

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Jacques Prévert (1900 - 1977) France