There’re some new people
in your apartment.
I haven’t met them yet
but I don’t think
they’ll be as much fun as you.

I don’t believe
we’ll talk across the courtyard,
learning some form of bastard semaphore
for late night communication
when the neighbors go to sleep.
I suspect we won’t have any midnight meetings in the roof
just the two of us
and Jim Bean
and mis-taken dance steps.
I’m sure
they won’t split an anchovy pie with me
every four months.
like clockwork.

The new couple seems neat enough,
all their goods put away
as soon as they moved in,
no boxes spilling over for months on end.
They haven’t looked my way at all yet.
I’m sure it’ll be all right,
once we get to know each other.
It’s just
not the same.

Anyway,
I hope all is well for you,
and that you’re having a good time
wherever you are
and that you get in touch
when you establish yourself
after the honeymoon.