Friday and Dreams

"Dinner alone"
Dinner.
Sure.
Of course.
Thank you.
Please pass the salt.
Wine.
Water.
Wine.
Wine.
The night slowly slipping to dawn.
Laughter.
Touching.
Laughter.
A smile, nervous smile. Corners of my mouth
salivating, slavering with the ring of a bell.
Sardonic lace.
A moment. Connection.
Wasted.
Daylight brings a loneliness.
Tomorrow?
Time and money.
Dinner.

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