Stranger Dinner

poetry

what to say, what to say
what to ever say…

so i’ll keep
eating
Stuffing
GORGING,

until i feel like
throwing up
Retching
SPEWING,

which at the time was
easier
Better
SAFER,

than coming up with
talk
Chit-Chat
CONVERSATION.

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