biking from work Sunday night
since they have repaved Myrtle Avenue
while my friend has been dead for two weeks
I pass by the park full of couples
and retired men sitting alone
and I call out to children crossing the street
please be careful, I want to say
please make it home safely, aren’t they beautiful
and my friend has been dead for two weeks
yet everyone has done their job
the busses continue their cross-Brooklyn routes
and I worked through another weekend
I missed the blood moon and the eclipse
and I missed the thunderstorms and the day at the beach
the summer has continued
without my friend,