Happy Holiday

10.


I sat at the table
with myself.
The cat laid in the corner
dreaming catdreams of cardboard
boxes and carpet squares.
The blinds were drawn and
the lamplight caught my
reflection.
I looked at he and he at me
and we both felt sorry for
the other.
I raised my solitary glass of wine
and he returned the gesture.

"Happy Holidays" I said
and we both sat down
to leftovers and silence.