by Mark Jackley


And what would you give for one more
wet, chilled afternoon
in Northampton, crossing the diamond bleakness
of the parking lot,
black coffee and the embrace
of a diner waiting,
as the old brick buildings watch
with severe love?

In the cold, silver
currency of the rain,
friend, you would give nothing,
sweet, sweet nothing.


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