Hotel H...

At the back we sit in darkness,
Enjoying the privilege of being unseen,
You can hear them all,
But faces...,don't strain.

In waiting, I lost my number of cups...
But in turn I got wisdom.
No pain, no gain.

Someone patted, my good old friend.
And brought with him smoke,
Bringing more illusion on to the darker stage,
Now nothing is seen.

To sit here for some moments is pleasure,
But for long, a curse.
I said to myself,
Get up and walk,
Too much wisdom, too dangerous.