Snow Coffee

I really must be depressed
the lack of this coffee (waitress
took order hasn't returned)
near brings me to tears (I can
see as many futures fading off
in the receding distance can't
wait for me)

But now, listen (don't turn around)
padding of her feet, mug in hand

(I am saved)

this poem exists in real time!

And again, that first sip
smell of roasted beans, sip,
burns my throat (I won't wait)
better, better, ahhhstrong
sweet bitter darkness,
my beautiful elixir!

How I've waited in sadness
for you
How you've saved me!

Class

Flip your hair to the wind
off-white dress
distorting sun's rays
in front of that Ethiopian place
on 23rd
Nobody cares to see but me, honey
& I only care so's to write it down
Don't worry
we're all failures in that way baby,
all lame ducks,
only I'm able to die quicker
than the last sucker
to steal my seat--
I'll remember you
like a phantom of a poem
stretching back
until the next dress demands
my foolish attentions
replaces your existence
darkens the world