Poetic Bloomings’ What’s Your Line

Le Consulat de Belgique

His arms were too short
to proceed his belly.
His desk, wooden,
and soaked in the aroma
of spiced rum. Mahogany,
I think, nearly black as
his moods were often.
The Belgium consulate.
I was his secretary.

for Poetic Bloomings “What’s Your Line”    © Misky 2020. Image from WikiCommons CC:00


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