Did you sing
to the jazz at B-Flat,
as we fell in love, over drinks?
Above you.
Or leaf with us, through cassettes, Whispering recommendations?
You had heard them all,
Played too loud for you to rest.
Dance, with the burlesque girls
at Harmony?
returning no longer to Michael’s
but Bernard’s
What did you do silent spirit
When bodies rained from the sky?
All those bankers, nothing like you
Now everything.
(Gentrification doesn’t bother the dead.)
Did you tell them your story?
Please tell us too.
