For fifty cents
we bought ten eggs

For fifty cents
we bought a kilo of oranges

For fifty cents
we drunk espresso
in a coffee
across the street

For fifty cents,
at the flea market,
they were selling
at the car hub,
Jacque Prevert’s
- Charmes des Londres…

We bought that too

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Jacques Prevert wrote “Charmes des Londres” in 1952.
*Grocery list for the market 15.02.2003.

little thing
i'm the river between the two of you
petit salope
petit prevert
you're moody and i'm your shadow
in between two pairs of arms
and legs

are earth's dominant life form, having converted the atmosphere from 5 percent to 21 percent oxygen and thus totally reformed the shape of everything.
anyway, anyone who would name a poem after a virus is a prevert.