Have you ever ran out of words to say to a stranger? I have on occasion, though usually I ask them questions, most people are happy to talk about themselves. This poem is a variation on that fear.
there was so much conversation
during the wedding feast
that all our vocabularies were consumed
consequently the reception was a let down
no words left between the lot of us
we just looked at one another
and that DJ was neither one thing nor the other
prompting our half hearted movements
on the empty dance floor
so we sat it out for as long as was decent
slipped away from the hotel to our cheaper room
and we never saw either of you ever again
I thinking that we'd been invited to a wedding and all conversation had been used up during the meal. I think this is very definitely a first draft. Though I'm not sure what where it is heading.
Lucy Dacus has a new album out. Here's the first song released from it, Ankles.
Until next time.
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