One day
I came to your place
and found nothing
there.
Windows were closed
Dust and fucking bullshit
that’s all, what do you want
to say.
Empty chairs
around the table -
Now
anybody will go
to make some tea
for us.
But you are like hypnodorm
and champagne.
Can I sit down, please?
Not your follower.
Not your fan.
Human.