WAITING IN FRONT OF AN EMPEROR'S VIEW

 

 

Music turned off too soon

like a crack racing

through glass.

 

Blue lights swirl my apartment

while my loyal dog sleeps.

 

My white scars shine in the milkglow.

Easy to see and lonely.

I can hear forks click plates through the wall.

 

Empty wine bottles  

used up and worthless.

Sitting in the milkglow  

waiting for the future.

 

I drink beer from a wine glass. Waiting.

 

             --Published Ceremony Collected