October 28, 2013


The patio chairs
are stacked under cover,
like abandoned dishes
left in the oven.

No one knows
why their owner
flew off last winter,
even remembers
what was said.
Rumors of his return
circle high overhead.

He will be skittish,
sitting here now, 
not fitting right in 
like he did before.

A year older,
he won't slip
into the deep end 
of the pool,
another widow's 
crazy old fool.