Somewhere in Time

 

This old man

shuffles in

slow & steady,

poured a gin

changes chairs

drinks his share.

 

Waitress wipes

his space

& dabs his face

loses his place

as he waits an

empty embrace.

                                                                                                         

Straw stands

erect &

at attention.

to serve his will,                     

serve him well

as he pops a pill.

                                                              

Life’s smile

enjoys my face,

and all is good

with my world.

So I shazam

Billy Idol’s

 

Dancing by Myself

 

and realize… I am.

 

The grin disappears

somewhere in time

 

An a*****e screams,

the music stops,

the waitress wipes

my place as I

shuffle out

an old man..

 

alone…

 

and by myself…

 

somewhere in time.

 

                                    

 

Author's Note

written: December 11, 2011
photo: Lover's Key, Florida... January 28, 2010

Reviews

[?]

A wonderful time well spent piece...think you have taken us "back to the future" lol
This was a well written piece even if it was such a lonely one
Very nice!!:)

[RainQueen]

Brilliant! You paint such an intense picture of the lonely old man, and when you speed us through time to where you - Where WE are that old man, it's almost as if we feel the rush of time speeding by. Outstanding!

[Raven Starhawk]

A splendid write. I enjoyed it.