Table for One

Engulfed in a chrome canyon,

I find myself overwhelmed by a city only needing an abbreviation.

This city is bombastic, dizzying, and mine.

For the moment…

The possibilities have me seeking refuge, a place to scheme.

Sheepishly, I request a table for one.

The lunch crowd has marked their territory.

Proudly, I float past, for the moment.

Wearing false confidence, I order from an overpriced menu.

I feel alone in a brand new city.

Five million strong and I feel alone.

This will only be true for a moment.

Looking at tables filled with friends, couples, and associates,

I realize I created this life for myself.

Craving this feeling, I hold on tight.

My grasp will be loosened in a moment.

With a meal as fuel, I do battle with the sidewalk.

The masses must return to their responsibilities.

Dreams are to be realized for me.

I only have this moment.

Be good to each other,

Nathan