The Dinner Party

 The Dinner Party

 

The guests have been seated at

the table for quite awhile.

They take only tiny bites then

pat their lips delicately with napkins.

Folded clothes lay across knees,

the manners have improved immensely.

There was a time when gorging

themselves had seemed appropriate,

only to realize the event ended too quickly.

Small fork fulls allow the feast

to last a very long time.

This meal has been served many

times, so they learned.

Conversation is always polite, even toned.

They rarely argue, they are

after all interconnected.  

 

   

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" Compliance dear, would you pass some

of the confidence?"

"Most certainly. We ought to leave

a bite or two for Frustration."

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"I’ve filled myself with sanity.

There wasn’t very much of it.

Have you tried a bit of those

dreams Loneliness?"

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"I thought it rather mediocre.

Have some of the heart. It’s quite tasty.

Disappointment honey, did you

care for the soul?"

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" A little underdone, more time

and it would have been just right.

A pinch of seasoning wouldn’t have hurt.

Should we have dessert? Compliance

what do you think?"

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"I think it is the one dish that keeps

our little gathering going time after time.

Let’s seat ourselves over there.

We’ll sip our brandy and wait

for the hope to be served."

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Reviews

[Calypso]

I loved the metaphor! It's almost as if your saying the rich control out lives, so true!