Thursday, July 14, 2011


Some people put their power in pockets.
They aren’t often called lovers
but rich men carry loose change
like the rest of us.
They pay for their morning coffee with dimes
and write checks in stairwells and bathroom stalls
for people without anything but

nothing leatherbound or triple-
and quadruple-digit.

They can be hard to spot.
I suspect the waitress
with tired hair and no high belt
around a small waist. Her smile
has all the hope of morning in it

and none of night. Or the old man
sitting in a booth with his old wife,
eyes glued.