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| Courtesy of Flickr user Lee Jordan |
Crumbs brushed off the table
Coffee grinds stuck to the side
of a cracked cup
Nothing left to say
The dinner plates removed
The silence heavy between
the past and the
present
Life around is filled with
Clinks of silverware
And rings of glasses
tapped at the end
of private toasts
“Should we go?”
“Yes,” as chairs move back
“Dinner was good.”
each raising a
hand goodbye
