at the table…

at the table…

dining in the house of the lord
at the table of proverbs
might get you in the door
or… ?
a read of your inner tome,
your heart speaks of deeds
but intent is internal
only you to know
and that one other.

but pretend, in the end-
a table of luminaries
all of your choosing
eye to eye
chair to chair
all there
in the same hall as you
the same room
for afterall
in a dream
as in death
all is possible
as is none

notes… sometimes I am being cheeky and making you think… and mixing endeavors and themes… call me loki, or lucky or just Dave… yeah, that works.

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