... Table for One - Rebirth and Redux

I went into the restaurant  
Requested a booth for one
I'll be here for awhile I said
Flipped the owner a $20
He set me up with a great table  
My afternoon began with this write
 
Even in good company
The best days are a float
Weaving in and out of people traffic
I need dialog and can be open
Yet writing verse is my voice
Somber and reflective at twilight
Quiet and ominous at dusk
Keep the chemicals away from me
I've danced and twisted fate
Piecing myself back together again
Going it alone
All I know