tattoo

it’s 5
in a Friday afternoon
the bar is empty
I sit on the tall chair
and order one
after a while I go out
to smoke one cigarette
enjoying few moments of
quietness
when I came back
on the chair next to mine
sits this woman
I sit in my chair and order one
more
and then she starts to talk
I don’t listen
just nod and nod and
mm-hmm
I don’t look at her

then I heard something like
“impressionistic art”

what?

“I said do you know anything
about impressionistic art?

mad at her
I get up
and
pull my pants down

she looks
down
and
blinks.

© Peycho Kanev/Parts Unknown