In Between

Stood there
between the relative and the absolute
feeling time was running out
yet knowing
time never ends
just runs clockwise in circles.

The waiter arrived
unfolding a table and a chair
"Your table, sir!
Are you here for the baptism or the funeral?"

"What's today's special?"

"Tea, sir!
What is your pleasure?" said the waiter
and his breath caused an atmospheric chemical reaction
effecting the fall of the season's first snow flakes
"Terribly sorry, sir, I didn't mean to..."

"Nonsense!", he cut him off
"Time and gravity come together...
Is it a girl's baptism?"

"Yes, it is, sir! And so is the funeral!"

"Could you please bring me the tea
and let both know I was never here?..."