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To begin with, I wanted to talk to him.

The corner table received us, two large animals

in a dinner booth composed entirely of light,

the Jack of Blue Matter

sitting across from me in the unknown air.

Someone from the gallery of photographs

lining my grandfather’s hall.

Long after dark we walked south along the avenue

like a couple of drunks.

Once every few months we met for dinner.

Then the long quiet

interval of years between us. Improbable.