Cracks in china make smiles
at the swirling tea;
stand to watch the sugared flakes fly.
In lines of two or more
there is plenty atop the table, leaning.
Give haste to chatter in woe.
Crumbling etiquette to make
one cringe and binge with not a second thought;
flight is abated within these walls.
Stiff upper lips sniff the reeking air
to funnel a history into a
Reflexive distaste is more than enough
to keep us all awake;
bring the second course when you’re ready.