He sat by himself
in the still aura of separation
from his beloved and unloved
spouse
in an aftermath of tension
on and off
since three years
he mused as he started to relax
with a draught of local Erb
while his friend T complained
about his alcohol-free beer
from a bottle
to have no foam at all.
It’s kept much too cold
he moans summoning the
barman
who politely responded
pointing out the automatic
setting of the fridge as
required by the producer.
T responded with a notion
of keeping some bottles
to room temperature
demanding a five star service
in a four star hotel.
Only at Jasmin he could relax
the bottle of Schlossberg
to his taste
besides one Euro cheaper.
Yet time to Muse
reflect and hang-on to the
branches of thought-trees.
If there should be some
pleasant tees for the taking
It’ll lift up his spirits later
hovering over manuscripts
in his kitchen-study in WU.
He notices Xin Xii’s rejection
of his book cover upload.
It’ll need to be 1400 pixels
wide for the acquisition of
an ISNB number.
Fortunately he remembered
Program paint and then:
BINGO.
The new title cover was
accepted that he painted as a
Dedication for Charlie Hebdo:
Purple face with purple blood
Shaping the profile in outline.
zoltanzelan ©ZJG-POetry’17.
