Poem with You Drinking a Cup of Coffee
The complete poem is here (except that the word "you" in the final line should be italicized.)This poem has no occasion.I edited that out a long time ago.
It, like a body, or like a memory,
has rebuilt itself over time:
each of its component parts
has been exchanged for newer,
more efficient ones, so that now,
when I overhear someone
saying the word “coffee,”
you are drinking a cup of coffee....