bon appetit |
by Marc Carver

The young woman came out with a couple of tea cakes.
I was tempted to call her over
and ate the cakes quick and then shoot off.
‘Hey where the hell are my teacakes?’
‘I gave them to that hungry looking guy with long hair he said they were for him.’
It reminded me of the time I was in France
when I ate a big steak and drunk a fabulous bottle of wine
then got up after taking a good look around and walked off.
He is still looking for me now.
Marc Carver has published six books of poetry and works as an editor for a site in New York. He has had about three hundred poems published around the world but most of all he hopes people enjoy his work and it inspires them to pick up the pen and turn the tv off.