when Loneliness came to tea

when Loneliness came to tea,

she knocked loudly

and said my drapes were ugly.

she wasn't happy with my china

she didn't like the tea-

"do you have this sugar, but finer?"

she wondered why no one else was there--

"tea for Two" doesn't mean much

if only One seems to care.

i asked her in because she looked so cold

with her eyeslipsfingerstoes blue,

and still she sits at my kitchen table

and talks to me

she hasn't 

left

yet

but if she leaves

i'll be

all

alone

again.

[author's note:  this popped into my head one day. i like how it shows the author's ability to think straight slowly disintegrating. it really demonstrates how basic human contact is important for everyone.]