Untitled (What was once Lighthouse Roasters)

5416 Sandpoint Way NE
September 21, 1996

It's about carrying a coupon for a free latte
for a cafe I didn't know was sold.

It's about getting lost and calling for directions
from an abandoned Alfalfa's two blacks away;

It's about walking aimlessly in front of an unnamed cafe
until a man says, Are you the one that phoned?

It's about a barista making a latte for me
ten minutes after the cafe closed.

It's about a barista honoring my free latte coupon
although what was once Lighthouse Roasters is gone.

It's about the reasons to write poetry:
exploration, stimulation, and a nice barista;

It's about appreciating the good in Seattle the grand NJ way;

It's about leaving a $2.00 tip.