My friends came to visit last night
Angels within the heavens
Rousseau and Zola argued with Voltaire
Gauguin spoke of colors, Mozart of music,
Baudelaire of melancholy and Daudet of his mill
Hugo invented a dark new tale
Gavroche listened his hat in hand
Don Quixotte boasted of chivalric romances
Sancho Panza didn’t say a word
My friends came to visit last night
Angels within the heavens
Tolstoy mourned Anna Karenina
Byron the massacred souls at Chios
Gogol cried over Pushkin’s death
Heine over failed revolutions
Hemingway drank mojitos
Bukowski quaffed Cutty Sark
Wilde and Van Gogh
Fought over the absinthe
My friends came to visit last night
Angels within the heavens
In the early morning they left
Amongst the empty bottles and filled ashtrays
I found a few fragments of inspiration
Just enough to make this poem
Mathieu Tallegas 