enjoy your life

a tree fell in the woods,

but nobody heard it

because somebody's wife kept
talking, he says.

I laugh.

that's a good one, I say
to the guy
in line

in front of me. he laughs with
me as if it's
the first time
he's told
that joke.

he's old. he remembers
when
this coffee shop
was a barn.

when there were horse trails
where the highway
is.

when my wife was alive, he says,
his eyes going soft,

she loved to ride
these hills. she was something.

we stop talking
and he turns back around
to get his coffee.

when he leaves, he touches my
arm, lost
in some memory

and says.

enjoy your life, my friend,
enjoy your life.