Family
Good for
the unspoken
Seeing
the unseen
Assuming
the worst
Normally
around
A supper
table
Noisily
eating
Looking
sideways
Thoughts
creeping
Some
towards a second helping
Others
closer
To being
written out of the will
After
supper
Comes the
dessert
Discussion
of things
Uncomfortable
in nature
Nervous
laughs stepping in
To take
the place of true joy
Veiled
insults
Pointed
accusations
Said with
a smile
Dirty
looks shot quickly
After the
wrong word is said
Nobody know you like family
Nobody
ever wins
The
children
At their
own table
Laughing
happily
Eating or
picking
With true
gusto
Their own
little world
I'm
jealous it's true
It seems
only a short time ago
That I was
there
Happily
eying the dessert plates
Talking
about nothing important
Nothing
hurtful
No
baggage to unpack
When the
booze comes out
It's a
welcome sight
It will
be the only thing
That
keeps me from killing them
This
Christmas night.
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