Looking around
the banquet table
Feeling the singe
of all the glances
Sifting through
unknown enemies

I hear the
laughter
I see the
guilt
I smell the
champagne

Waiting for
a devil's sunrise
Sweating from
dancing candlelight
Flanking shadows
catch me smiling

I make my
move
I cut swiftly
and deeply
I set the poultry
upon my plate