Garden tea party; dress code cocktail

They sat with innocent carelessness
on the thin designer’s chairs
that in their elegant invisibility
made the chatting ladies seem
two floating female buddhas but with hats,
who by some religious miracle
were above the rules of gravity,
until the weight of one of them
caused a break in their almighty faith,
hence showing the designers mean depravity.

Waiting in the hospital

They keep pushing beds with people
into rooms they never come out again
and a baby is crying.
This is the house where life meets death,
and where bright Disney balloons
fill the sadness in the Central Hall.
To die and the last thing you see
is a waving Mickey Mouse. Hallo Saint Peter.