A Poem (about A Poem)
I ordered a coffee, black,
and sat at a round table by the window.
I opened my bag and pulled out
one coffee spoon,
another coffee spoon,
and then two more.
I thought about ocean air,
parting hair,
singing as Lazarus while sipping tea.
I thought about clothes -
- coats, trousers, both flannel and more.
But mostly I wondered.
… J…
Joseph?
Jonathan?
José?
Jennifer?
Jacqueline?
Jaresiah?
J…
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