DS Maolalai

Neutral ground

and anyway
the parties,
just a way
to pass the time. like unknown hunters
huddled in a hut
while the snow drips symphonies
and piles up
like pages out of books—we gather
in well lit rooms, talking to people
we know a little, and only well
when drunk. cats
are solitary creatures
but sometimes
there gardens
full of them.