Whoopee!

A party of one…
such a ludicrous expression for dining alone.
As if one can party without another.
Oh, well, perhaps it’s best to let a dead dog lie,
but as God said, ‘
It is not good that man is alone,’
then came Eve and a buffet table of sin entered.
(Not that Adam wasn’t directly culpable.)
After that?
We returned to die and dine alone —
a party of one.
W
hoopee! 

Millpond Ink Poetry, 2016

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