Table For One

Table for One


Striding adroitly through the garbled air
Never more debonair and dapper
Drawing the attentions of the curious
Aloof, detachted, distinguished
One impulse shy of normalcy

Again without accompaniment, as his own escort
Too honest, too eccentric to play the dating games
Oblivious to the stares and murmurs of the fickle crowd
Destined for another date with disaster

Onward into the din of the chattering herd
Keeping a safe distance from himself
No time for amenities, no chance of flirtations or temptations
No coursage to balance the embittered interiors

Wiser in resolve, from vows taken to never again feel
Impervious to the possibility of romance
Undaunted and indifferent,
Masterfully hiding the damage within
Knowing too well the ravages of love gone bad
Never again to experience the horrors of rejection

How many in your party, sir?
One, just one........
Very well, sir. This way..........
Table, table for one..........