I went to find Zelda
She had been off the screen for months
And we missed her.
I found her
Hunched over a martini
In a bar that revolved high above the City
Slowly, but with determination.
She did not look up.
Zelda! I cried.
Come back to the dance
You left mid-tango. He misses you.
She took a long pull on her drink and
Gazed out over the City.
My fingers touched her wet cheek.
She smiled at me through her tears,
He ate my big fish.