Coffee? (for Daniel)

If we were having coffee together

in Tepoztlan,

all kinds of people walking by,

it would be a miracle

to be with you.

You, such a part of my life,

so apart from my life...

what would we say?

I would start:

"Life, such a hapless mess

for hopeless people."

I don't know what you would say.

I think you would be animated

in discussion. I don't hear your

words, but I see you gesture

with your hands.

Do you take sugar with your coffee?

There would be many tiny surprises

and revelations.

As much of a miracle as life itself

to see you. Better than God, at least,

I know you are somewhere. I don't

miss you because we've never

been together.

You, Monica, the others, a secret stash

of great people. thriving in the good work

of telling the truth...in Romania, of all

places....who knew? The world is stupid

if it doesn't pay attention.

If we were having coffee, I could offer you

a cinnamon roll. All I can offer now is

words of my life.