we’ve had meals together.
now you’ve gone away; though
i prefer my greens fresher
because you ate them so
like a baker shaping dough
our shared history
leaves its mark; burrows
into my every crack and crease
eat a loaf of bread
drink up that coffee
i’ll tell you “i’m upset”
no need to say sorry
i don’t like you anymore
but i’m not vicious
i will still pray for
your food to be delicious
bask in aromatic smells
savour life’s flavours
i hope you eat well
just not at my table
(inspired by Tupac)