Pratt St.

There should be a fee for the pleasure
of being here, with you.

A fee on top of all the charges
we have accrued, for living

comfortably in this now world; I just Can’t
believe there is no fee payable

for the thrill of all of you
we pay rent for these walls and here floor

so how not you? Who brings me
joy, endlessly, and draws my tears out

I’d like to reimburse you for this great gift
the impossibility of this freedom

I have lived life right; this way I have felt
about you, here, and now— happy.