Futures

For Norma

Thank you

For sticking around.

It must have cost

A fortune

In time travel.

From stars yet born

Why choose this one?

I sent no signal,

But lived in trust

That telepathy works;

And natures not our own

Can feel.

The crater where you landed

 Seems

Great enough to hide an ocean,

Yet infinitely small;

Foretelling all,

In words

Unknown to language.

Party for One

You like to drink alone,

You say,

With just a mirror or two

For company.

No one complains,

Which makes sense

If there’s no one around.

A party for one

sounds fun.

It’s select:

The only bouncer is you;

You double as barman, drunk,

Barfly and guest,

Downing your own cocktails

In infinite space.

All that room

And no need to share it:

A solipsist by choice,

Millionaire of emptiness.

Like champagne in the rain,

It might catch on,

If all your friends leave town

At once;

Or you never had any

In the first place.

And then I came along

And ruined it all

By ringing the door bell.