Life's placemats.

abstract, surreal thoughts on life as a dinner setting somewhat structured, organised, ready for....life

Life's placemats.

Places everyone!

The spoon distant upfront

well placed for afters;

the scoop for the day

in waiting!

The knife, single

on hand ready

to spread

the love buttered.

The turning of the fork

suggested a new leaf,

new beginnings,

started nervously.

While the knife and fork

worked in tandem separately 

only to be paired

in their finishing satisfied.

The glass on its side, 

 lonely cried out......

on the rude awakening

the bottle was empty.

On life's placemats!!!!