Table for Two

DB55C218-0660-48EB-87C6-346136C7F026
Julius Schorzman

 

Table for Two

 

At a table alone with my friend,

A cup of coffee—

Cream to cloud my reflection,

Sugar to sweeten my upended life.

 

Not much in the way of empathy,

But never hard to come by, refilling

A much needed lift, extending

A handle to hold onto.

 

Our table is set for four, though

It’s just us joining lips—

Warm wanderings inside,

Wondering who would or what would.

 

Would Compassion ever sit beside me?

Would Understanding ever face me?

Would Luck ever reach across?

The waitress pauses to pour more.

 

She interrupts again with the bill,

Making small talk about busy days.

I want to give her a huge tip

Just because I’m miserable.

 

Home, bed, attempt at sleep,

At dreams!  Then waking reality

Once again, shower, dress, drive

Everywhere and nowhere.

 

BoonBaneCopyrightLogo

 

 

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s