I See That Now – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

I See That NowThe percussion of cutleryaccompanied by mmmsalways reminds me ofhow you distanced yourselffrom the tablea gulf between us,how the battle ensuedyour refusalresisting my needsthe gulf darkening,my fears unspokenanger encased in mytense, terse cajoling “come on, just a bite”as …