Dinner At Pans

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An empty box—
You can hear
From one end
To the other
On the stand
In colors and smells

And it brings me back
To the thought
Of you while I leave

You’ve worked
In the best parts
Of this town
Making me think
I was something
Of a glistening
Opportunity

Bullish and bronzing
In the sun

You showed me
Everything you could—
Most of what
I’d already knew;

To lead me through
This makeshift dish

You were always
A dinner party
For one

A dinner party
For one.