the coffee can

we were students together then

he was a big fella & we got on well

same kind of humour seeing the world

not taking anything too seriously

one time out in the day for drinking

we got asked to do a paid survey in the street

asking how many times we ate out

breakfast lunch dinner snacks in the week

I only had a couple being broke as

where he had most meals out

breakfast Chinese Indian Mexican

couple of years later we met sometimes still

got for a long coffee talk on student days

our lives our women finding work lives

he told me he’d been diagnosed bowel cancer

was due for treatment soon but let’s meet again eh?

six months after that we met again

he’d had surgery then some chemo

but the worst he said as he sipped on tea

they got me in this hospital for coffee enemas

I went in slept the night they woke me in the morning

putting this can of coffee there on the side

length of tubing the whole works

I got dressed went out for a cigarette

kept on walking & walking thinking

had my life come to this?

found a café ordered a full breakfast

& now my friend it is time to say goodbye

no tears no anger no fuss just lets enjoy what’s left

drinkin’ in LA

hiding out from the hotel

the lesbians going at it

knives curses fists

& worse

the make up love after

talking with Silicon Valley nerds

& when they hear

you’re from out of town

the finer points of baseball

cost of living in the city

smog masks v hero death

stink of piss in the air

panhandlers not really trying

avoiding the personality test

blind eye to turnstile jumpers

cheap gold Mexican jewellery

& later when they feel

they got to know you

death & rebirth

of their dream