So we’ll do the best we can.
Try not to jam forks between
the fingers of our friends,
twirl straws in beautiful
blue glasses as if we’ve got
piles of money lying
around in the corners of the house.
We’re primed and ready to go.
Prepared to wield feathers like AK47s
to prove that we mean business.
The pursuit of love is deeply unsettling
but when I tell I’m inclined to begin,
I mean it.