the empty seat across from you only the dust particles, highlighted by the beams of the sun, sit there the angel sits and its eyes blend the sunlight you haven’t touched your food each fry, getting cold and soggy from their tears your burger, greasy and unappetizing, is still talking to you avoid eye contact, it might make you hungry
your stomach despises food, it’ll scream out till your throat burns taking care of yourself is a herculean task, the city noise does not care if your hair is unkempt the laminated menu sits in front of you each stain and fingerprint on it, a time capsule of laughter and joy you ordered for two, but didn’t expect the angel to come the waitress smiled when she heard the order, like she had heard it before in a distant time, in a faraway place unrecognizable, it’s not the place you are in now
the meal opposite of you has no consumer yet you ordered it to feel something hoping that they would come possess the food and speak to you through it that if you ate it, they’d live in your stomach for eternity but alas it was only an angel who smiles softly who eats the food there quietly
who thanks you for the meal, and leaves leaving only a picture a picture of us, of you smiling, of when you were full of life and i remember how you loved there was no light nor stars in a room without you i put the menu away, now stained with tears the rays of the sun don’t blind as harshly and it leads me to a pen and paper it says write you are now deathless in words