I sat down at our table today.
I'd forgotten how warped the wood
could be.
I stared at the paper menu and
ordered the same thing from last time,
lemon chicken.
I haven't spoke in days. I've had
conversations but talking and listening
aren't speaking.
The grain of the table traces out
an indecipherable message of supreme
importance.
I crack the table's code and weep
for their are no more puzzles to solve
in here.
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC
I sat down at our table today.
I'd forgotten how warped the wood
could be.
I stared at the paper menu and
ordered the same thing from last time,
lemon chicken.
I haven't spoke in days. I've had
conversations but talking and listening
aren't speaking.
The grain of the table traces out
an indecipherable message of supreme
importance.
I crack the table's code and weep
for their are no more puzzles to solve
in here.
