Winter Coat
(for Brian)
Tonight I walked into the pub firsttime because you left us. That hubbleof mates and gaiety, however no looking
throughout the room to your blackjacket, scarf,silver beard. I held again
my plaintive voice, constructed smiles, yetwalking house within the darkdown the center of the street with out
your hand and previous yourempty home, I felt that lossthat can’t be assuaged, solely
stepped away from, like a well-known coatyou can typically takeoff, however by no means go away behind.
