In a New York Thai restaurant
I dine alone being new to York town
Borrowing conversation from left and right
Bringing no conversation of my own in the fading twilight
As bubbles slowly bubble from a sparkling dollar five glass
I watch from shadows as pretty people come and go as they say excuse me and quickly pass
I am an odd ball I know
Brown monkey nowhere to go
The waiters give me a look best called quizzical
What on the napkin do I scribble
Will the fellow eat and clear in peace start by giving chicken panang a nibble
Will I pay up this after all is west Harlem
Asians don’t tip they have been before on this trip
And I drink and devour
Dinner fine and dine
Watching conversation sparkle up
As sparkling wine goes down
I nod I say people are just the same
Appearances change but they play the same old games
Up when happy when sad they are down
Every big big city every new yet old town
We drink different wines
But then think similar thoughts
Daily joys and same different struggles
That our love and life bought
Wine brings heat to our face
Letting my jacket slip a bit
The waiter slips me a seen it all look
Are you. Serious he thinks you silly twit
Leaving all pretences
I chug wine like we chug beer
Expensive to my sponsors
But hey it brings me cheer
Ole lady on my left
Drunk college chicks on my right
Smart dame right across room
Cute Thai waitress completes a pleasant sight
Chug chug chug
We drink sparkling wine
Eating and being merry
Old wine makes new troubles all fine
Now thinking deeper-
In the middle of urban sub arcana
Face to face verbal smacks in your space
Comes a concept called Americana
Passionate adjectives and superlative passions
Americana is an euphemism for monetary nirvana
Nasal voices on my right
Deep bass slightly in front
To my left a wavering voice wavers
Aromatic cacophony my ears take the brunt
Wine slipping down slowly
But hey rising so fast
After effects may disappear soon
But the mellow pleasure promises to last
Posted in Random Effects Tagged: new york, poetry, thai food, wine 
