At This Table / by Spirited Magazine

Spirited #4 [Plastic City]

by Arlyce Menzies

The future is uncomfortable

at this table.

It feels bolted to the floor

and stationed in this sticky place.

Hey you! Take me back to the room.

I am drunk and tired.

The chair is a unicycle—

I can’t stay on it.

Ha ha ha! The world

is too fat to fit out the door.

What to do now

but watch?

It doesn’t work

to hope this through.

Hope is beached

in the bean soup,

its forehead

to this table.