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                                                  DINNER PARTY
                                                by Cuyler Brown

                 The light is sparse
                 that glows
                 from the severed heads
                 that hang
                 like chandeliers in the hall
                 way to the attic.

                 I manage to find the door
                 it fizzles
                 cotton candy in my mouth
                 and the stairs cringe
                 kissing my boots
                 one at a time
                 till I reach the darkness
                 and a rat grown fat on spiders
                 invites me to a table
                 to join in the feast
                 and stuff myself full of regret.

                 Everyone is there
                 and I am happy
                 one by one
                 they tell me why.


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Dinner Party is copyright 1998 by Cuyler Brown