when you bow down to your plate
i saw your eyelashes side eye our black cat
as they danced to the beat of the curd and the beef skewers on it’s left
you fix your arched back
and sit tall
no one knows what you hear
they won’t know
whether it’s those two men that sit opposite at the dining table
or the spirts that creep your crystal decorated hall
where you lay on it’s lion painted carpet
as birds flew out of your mouth
lapis lazuli on your neck
you kiss the flickering light goodbye
chanting
lift me high