Sea Of Subdued

Sea Of Subdued
By: James Dubeau

Red chairs
Gray tables
Beige walls
A sea of subdued
Floats on by
As I sit
Waiting
Watching
Listening
For signs of the future
A stranger passes
Looking through the doorway
I cannot speak
Move
Or even think
She is gone
In an instant
Just a flash
A presence
Barely a spec
A flash of red and tan
A floating smile
But I cannot follow
For I am trapped
Drowning
In the sea of subdued