At the Angry Table - A Poem by A. Midnight Grey - A Collaboration Between a Poet and a Photographer

 

At the Angry Table

by

A. Midnight Grey

Look at you sitting there at your angry table,

You and your “delicate system,”

Dressed in black with the same ole hair,

In the long, island hotel,

While I pass and stare.

Between your beleaguered kids

And your ugly world-beater,

Who is so nice he never smiles,

And got so lucky when young in life,

While I pass and stare.

You? The most beautiful person in the world?

A certain escape from the oppression,

That haunted the very fiber of my being,

How awful it is for you to get old, so old,

While I pass and stare.

A thousand broken pictures

Rifle through my head.

It was you who made me feel like taking a rifle

And shooting myself in the head,

While I pass and stare.

Shrugging those shoulders, 

Rolling those chemical eyes at me,

Among the uncomfortable continental waiters,

Here is a smirk for you, wallowing at the angry table,

While I pass and stare.

A. Midnight Grey - Collaboration between Photographer and Poet

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