Watching the show
…
Our communication: a continuous repetition
Of phrases from a scenario
Badly written, much read,
Excessively rehearsed.
I draw on mine.
You use yours to protect
The table from coffee stains, to gather
The crumbles from yesterday’s sandwich:
You have no mercy for mice.
I leave olive pits on mine.
Having spat them out,
Or posed them carefully after quietly
Using my palm to hide
The mouth from which they came.
…
We eat popcorn greedily because
It’s there until it’s gone.
How it sticks to our teeth
As we watch the show.
