Thursday, May 17, 2007

1388.

After the banquet, he didn't want to stand up and chat before leaving; instead, he wanted to stand silent in the corner and watch the scene: how people who were recently sitting, docile, around tables arise and interact, forming temporary molecules of discussion, breaking up, reforming, and, finally and slowly, dissipating into darkness.

1 comment:

Princess Haiku said...

I like your detached observations. This sounds like a modern dance to me.