The Last Call

You know just where to find me. As there is
no sense in changing domicile I'll stay
and should you want me, this is where to go;
you'll surely meet me anyhow. I know
your coming's bound to find me unprepared,
the dust not cleared away, the food not shared,
an unsent stack of urgent messages
and some old songs I still would want to play -
You know just where to find me. When you come
I'll raise my eyebrows and I'll wonder if
you're really whom I think, a little glum
you're there at last; I will put on my shoes
and sigh and rise, my legs gone old and stiff,
and follow, since there's nothing left to choose.