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Mysteries at the Table

Faces down the table:
eyes glancing, briefly curious.
Faces down the table:
both here and not here.
Faces down the table,
signaling discreetly:  
all such mysteries to me. 

Voices down the table: 
a chattering cacophony. 
Voices down the table:  
a melting pot of meanings.  
Voices down the table,  
a reverberating conundrum:  
all such mysteries to me.

Two bobbing rows of heads,
two opposing rows of eyes;
hundreds of flashing teeth 
guarding untold stories:
still such mysteries to me.

December 5 – 7, 2025

Published inPoetryFree Verse

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