Dinner Party
People
with nothing to say
eat pleasant food
Glued to chairs
unnoticed they shift
uncomfortable positions
Men exchange views
their bored wives
have glassy eyes
Hidden yawns
sip-sip coffee
busy looks around the table
Someone picks a topic
every body joins
relieved
bla bla bla
chitteri chatteri
do do
afraid
of the next
gap
of silence
Growing up
The first time
climbing a shaky ladder
never ceasing agony
in the dark
to nowhere
The second time
lifted up
a flower
on white hands
to the fireball