With Benefits
I would take the train to 23rd Street
and you’d buzz me in.
You had that record with Janis Siegel
singing Chanson D’Amour
and we’d sit in your tiny kitchen
and drink our sodas, or sometimes tea,
and no cocktails, or wine or weed
would be required for the events to follow.
Even now, those steamy nights
of youthful excess
remain pinprick articulations
in the melody of life.
Words of love — never spoken,
never needed, never sought.
Sometimes I watched your bedside clock,
waiting for dawn to hurry me on my way.
Phil Huffy is a reformed attorney from Rochester, New York, USA. Before turning to poetry, he hobbied for years as a songwriter and solo performer. He often writes from personal experience as he would like to remember it. Recent placements include The Lyric, Gold Dust, Lighten Up Online and three haiku journals.
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