dinner for two, alone

Dinner for two, alone

last night’s leftovers

for the solitude on today

cold chicken on the menu

by the sink

it catches rice and tears

I wasn’t meant to eat alone

today, tonight, forever

Everything is perfect

when you don’t know what to do

so you grab another drink

and think about the food that was

And the food you ate was bad

you might do the dishes later

but you probably won’t do them

for another day or four

and you blame the one that left you

or the drinks you had last night

or the countless hours scrolling

but at least you learned to cook