NORBRANDT'S CAVAFY

Two souls mates
meet one day not far
from Hamlet's feet
of stone and clay
somewhere reading
to themselves
in a Danish Cafe
smelling Turkish coffee
both killed off pastry
and a few grape leaves
Greek salad
with olive dressing,
in a moment of appetite
they wait for each other
to make way for the door
but sit by each other
smoking fags
in Norbrandt's imagination
and speaking of Byzantium.