How rude
to interrupt the pleasantries
serving up raw meat
heavy like a plague on the plate
clanking silverware
an orchestra of failing rhythm

marsupials take cover
safe from the evening’s lonesome glare
mechanical eyes flickering
burning each other like a heated rod on a calf’s hide
each face frozen like glass

“yes, more water please.”
“Yes, you may take my plate.”
“Thank you, it was very nice.”

How rude
To eat these naked bodies in front of others
Blushing *******
Fleshy, white thighs
Thick, like elephants

Sparrows  swarming around the room
Shattering china
Frenzied silence

An overbearing window
Encompassing
Like a fever

Lava folds
Roll in

A stranger whispers, “poor thing”.
A cacophony of uttering
Intertwining
Seeping out the door-frames
Deep into the shivers of an restless evening