Bets Are Off

Bets Are Off

He pulls the metal chair
out from the table
scraping it across the tile floor.
Wretched thing screeches
except for when it clunks
as its legs cross the grout lines.
She grimaces and
throws a sharpish glance
his way and includes the chair
for them to share and share alike
But
The chair has let her know
just how things stand
here on its own territory.
What do you think the table’s going to come up with?

"Table Top Talk" Photograph with digital enhancements.

“Table Top Talk”
Photograph with digital enhancements.

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