A seat at the table

(Come and eat)

I wrote you two poems

Photo by Brands&People

A seat at the table

(you are the table)

I see you hustling
for a seat at their table
fighting for crumbs

When inside you
there is the broadest table
set with a wondrous feast

Awaiting only your notice
and the issuance of your invitation
to the lonely:

“Come, come for the feast is prepared
and all who are hungry
may eat.”

Unpublished, from 2020

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The bread and the wine

you will never have to sign
a statement of faith
to sit at my table

faith is the bread, here
but doubt is the wine

and my friends and i 
rarely leave each other

entirely
sober

From Open Things

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