A Poem (about A Poem)

Sat, 07/19/2014 - 17:44 -- Sasha P

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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