For Frank O’Hara

bright like light lavender
slips unintentionally
between your glimpses back
and forth,
noisily contemplating
each other’s banter
lengthened between
the litter.

Beseeched liquors while living
Leaves no burden but lament;
Lifted a ban that left you
Literally belligerent

After four cups of coffee,
Six shots of Jameson,
and two free chugs of Tecate.

My change had been chartered
across your street
and when soft words bleed into ashtrays
I listen in to your minuscule exchanges.


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