Jot me a rhyme
on a napkin,
spread it on your lap,
tap your foot.
Pick up the spoon,
clang it on the plates,
and orchestrate
the choir of chimes.
Whisper to the candles
to die out for tonight.
Lose yourself
in mosaics on the coasters.
Dance to the tune
of continuous ripples
in the wineglass
and sing me
a silence...




5 old applause
