all these years meant nothing
friday, december morning 4 am
still clinging to that cold winter day
elinor rigby on the radio
coffee cooling in my plastic cup
wishing I had a beer instead
smoking my last cigarette
waiting for terry to drive me there
streamers off huron causing whiteouts
practicing lines, writing them down
her last letter in my pocket
searching for the answers to why
still unanswered, still a knife wound
waiting to heal

Joseph A Farina is a retired lawyer in Sarnia, Ontario, Canada. An award winning, push cart nominee, internationally published poet, his works are published in many poetry magazines notably Quills Canadian Poetry Magazine, The Windsor Review, and in the anthologies Sweet Lemons: Writings with a Sicilian Accent, Canadian Italians at Table, Witness and Tamaracks: Canadian Poetry for the 21st Century. He has had two books of poetry published—The Cancer Chronicles and The Ghosts of Water Street and an E-book Sunsets in Black and White and his latest book, The beach, the street and everything in between.