Dinner Party
Across the murdered meals,
cigarettes stabbed here and there
into sorbet,
bits of chocolate flake cake,
he will start to relate their story,
but she will-
t-t-t-
and tell it over the uncleared plates,
coffee spills,
to others shiny eyes
and the eager nods of her friends-
Until he didn’t know her
or how they had begun.
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