Monday, October 28, 2013

Careful With That Fork, Dear


He looked at her and nearly took a bite
Out of his own tongue
In order to keep it in his mouth

She looked around the room
Nonchalantly
Walked over to an empty table
and took a seat
Exceptionally

                         He sat in his chair
                         Twenty-three feet away from her
                         By floor tile measure
                         And struggled to think
                         Of some clever way to introduce himself

                               She added the side of dressing to her salad
                         Then dropped her fork
                         And he leaped at the opportunity

        Picking up the napkin-wrapped flatware off the table
        He walked over to her 
        And presented it with the words
        "Here, use mine, I had a burger and fries"
        She accepted the offer with a smile

                                So it was a little ironic
                                Several months later
                                After what was probably 
                                Their 100th argument
                                She stabbed him with a fork
     
                                

                                                     
                                                     

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