Under Construction

Shall we dine together?
I know I’m late to show for dinner,
and for that dear reader, I humbly
apologize for the wait

A splay of bones on the table
The dried remains of scorned lovers
& those secrets buried back behind
Our torn clothes in the closet

I could listen to you speak
For hours on end, tell me your story,
Your dreams and disappointments, the
Glue that maintains your sanity

I want to know, yearn and burn to know,
Consider me a safe which after full, only
You will know the combination, add & access the contents at your discretion

Take a seat, dine with me,
Explain the details as we feast.


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