Lonely Chair

Lonely Chair


Sitting in the lonely chair
Gazing out a sliding glass door
Immobilized in a stupor
My skin dry, and somewhat sore
The dirty plate glass clouds my view
Sun and shade are mixed into one
Chicken noodle soup long past ate
In my cave i hide from the sun
I miss my woman, miss her so much
She's all I can see from this lonely chair
The tree disappears along with the sun and the shade
Instead i see Melody even though she's not there
I see her with a short conservative dress
Eating fresh cherries right from the stems
Her hair hangs long and golden
And her eyes are sparkling like gems
She seems to beckon with outstretched arms
Her lips are moving but the words i cannot hear
The dirty glass buffers the sounds
As i sit in this god forsaken lonely chair
I scream at the glass, "I Love You"
"I love you Melody, can't you hear what i say"?
She is still talking with a tear in her eye
With a wave of her hand she turns away
"Don't leave me Melody, Please not yet"
The words bounce off the glass, as she walks out of view
Why she has left me, it's hard to say
Left in her place is only this mornings dew
Again i see the tree, sun and shade
My beautiful woman is in Joplin, she was never here
It was all in my mind, I'm sorry to admit
Conceived in my brain as i sat in the lonely chair


Jimbo
Sat. 8-14-99

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