love in the times of …

Last was September
the 18th 2016,

In a churlish desire
I found you slathered
like ideas on my
cinnamon hit
filter coffee,
refusing to go down
the dry throat until
acknowledged.
Had to whiz through
the coffee house
in SDA market
and make quick love in the loo,
used up all their tissues.
The places you chose to remember me!
It’s January now
And cold, very cold,
and silence alone
wraps itself on my tongue
frozen in uninspired immobility,
while you warm other people’s beds
who now write better poetry!

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