kenny

he wore
a yellow sweater.
button down.
tan slacks,
and brown loafers.
his hair was cut
neat and short
once a week.
a pack of cigarettes
and a stainless
steel lighter
was always within
reach .a whiskey
sour too. a tumbler
brown and cold
on ice. he was
different, he was
like so many others
of that world war
two generation.
most are gone, or on
the train leaving,
and the things they
knew.