Tupperware trash can days

Dry and re dry out paper towel kitchen displays

Oh crackers in glasses of milk

Depression era raised

But Why keep

When you can just throw them away?

Why make enough for leftovers

When you can finish them off today?

I’m setting the table for just us three

Worn golden sporks

Kerr water jar for shared sipping

I at my stool in the serving position

There’s no room for you

Just Me, Raya, Mision

If I want you I’ll no not call

I’ll text you and tell you there’s no one at all

Prettier or meaner more humble or dreamier

Pitty you a fall

hearing everything but the drag of my claws the sound of their clacking as they land in slow mo clapping

what performance!

What costumes!

What brilliant unpredictably predictable plot!

And you cry.

tears staining my sheets

And I rage

Annoyed you just won’t leave.

What for?! What the fuck?! Were you not watching as I shuttered and sunk at your visit, bottom lip sucking? Were you not listening when I said I loved you between Guinness sips and whiskey fucking? What disgust! What contempt I have for you! Be gone with your gifts your simpleton thoughts your thinking and feeling believing and grieving. What mess you’ve made here in front of me!

Why go about cleaning up

When I can just throw you away+