Dining Alone

I can’t confess

I’m not missing the breath,

That seems in time with the rate and the depth,

That lends me to,

A whole new wavelength.

I’d not invest all the thoughts we had sketched,

I’d edge my best to prolong interest.

It’s strange, people tend to

Absorb the vice they’ve lent to.

I’d second guess,

all you were was impressed.

I’d test my best, it was all in jest,

And I’ve stretched the lines out

Until tomorrow’s sun’s down.

They span the globe like a tarnished rope.

Each spoke elopes, replaced with hope,

That has little input,

Await the group to be cut.

We’re dining alone

We don’t know house from home

We’re dining alone

Would it be criminal to call your phone?

It’s not depressed,

it’s these thoughts I have blessed.

And even best I’ve let them win contests,

To claim the throne

Inside the nubile home.

Could not believe I could fell like this.

I sigh relief, a century’s too brief,

To see fighting,

Amongst red wine lightning.