ALONE ALL ALONE

Sitting alone here at the table

With no one, only myself

I was wondering about where

                The cookies had gone

That used to be there

                                On the shelf

I listened for a while

                And heard nothing

As I said

                There was no one about

Then I noticed the airplanes

                And thought

                                Well there’s some noise

The refrigerator

                Began to run

                                Oh, the droning hum

The light bulb with a dimmer

                Began to sing

I thought about the quiet for a while

 Felt that it had been very nice

The fridge stopped, a truck went by

                I turned out the light

I wanted to lookout

                Someone had drawn the shade

I studied the wall for a while

                And almost started to speak

I realized it was time for my Thorazine

I wondered if they were still using that drug

                But, boy, it works for me

                                I have a good supply

When I’m out we’ll see

Stanski

April 17, 2022 ^