it must have been the staff
who swept
the table clean of
conversation,
who replaced it with
white cloth,
silverware,
salt and pepper shakers,
bright china.
© 2012, John Grey
Also find Australian born poet John Grey’s work in Poem,
Caveat Lector, Prism International and the horror anthology, “What Fears Become,”
and upcoming in Potomac Review, Hurricane Review and Pinyon.
Ah. That actually hits a little too close to home