NaPoWriMo Day 26, the senses

Paris run
Just before sun
Over chilly Seine

Countless steps on quiet streets
Earbuds sound Léo Ferré
Saint Germain des Prés

Garçon de café
clanking down unbundled chairs
on hose washed terrasse

Chilly splashes pinprick
sweating calves from
cleaning trucks that flush

the streets of crottes de chien
Wait! Enveloping sniff from boulangerie
Bread is done.

And croissants, buttered flakes
delight the tongue,
strewing all with crumb

the day dawns.

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