Dogs 2013

LIMBO BAR AND GRILL
(1/4/13)


holiday
gift cards
in hand
they thought
that dinner out
would be
the perfect way
for the four of us
to begin
the New Year
together

I disagree
but nodded
and smiled
obligingly
as is
my place

the restaurant
is crowded
and noisy

everyone
talking louder
and louder
to be heard
above
the ever increasing
din

hardly
a spare spot
on the floor
on which
to stand
without being
jostled
and jabbed
I am relieved
when the hostess
finally
seats us

I scan
the roomful
of faces

screaming
laughing
chewing
looking

looking
to be seen

this
will be
my Purgatory

an eternity
of social
compression
without a moment
or thought
to myself

refusing
to purify
my peopled judgments
in order to receive
the check
of salvation
so that I may
depart

I look about
our table

the three
of them
in animated conversation
about something

they are
having
a good time

I sit
in silence
and stillness

suffering
in my misanthropic
manner

I am
Alien Man
and do not
understand

a person
materializes
from out
of the mayhem

patronizing
grin
upon his
face

I hope
for deliverance
but he takes
our drink orders
instead