Frz have you forgotten me?
I hear your voice, but its me saying do not listen
Anyway I say, how are you?
the court records a divorce, a child, and a republican,
You were once a brooklynite, a beloved chassid gal, so hollow to hide, have you moved upstate?
me? maybe inappropriately concerned
I dreamt we will meet one day.
I see you, you see me, then run away furtively,
I race head long, trying to catch you, to touch you at last.
Mind numb, you duck in the LGBT centre. I stop.
Leaving you to minds damnation and hell, a palace of fears, fool for years, you lead me down some steps, through an alley, open a gate, and smile,
stay here, you say, between two buildings.
I sit next to the garbage cans against a wall with leafless vines, its the first snow, you never said when you'd be back.
It is now a year before I die, cars roll by noisily, far off a lone siren, someone is digging in the garbage for scraps, it seems impossible that inches away you were within my reach