I saw him after a long break

And he told me about

A new kind of herb

He was having with every meal

And how

Some kind of government body

Didn’t want to allow access

To the herb

His eyes were alive with fire

And it was a cold autumn day

And I thought about how

This was a new kind

Of conversation

Stop advertising to me

I’m becoming more sympathetic

To a certain kind of pitch

They sat on

Opposite sides

Of the five-person table

And I could feel my connection

To something great and unknown

Rapidly

Leaving the room