by Oonah V. Joslin
The man in the middle has need to talk
He draws up his chair. Leans into the gap.
The man to his left with the white beard listens
some defence against this
Nothing to be said.
A younger man in a light suit, arm slung across the back of his chair,
Air of sympathetic detachment
nonchalant perhaps as only youth can be
The two right, sit in silent contemplation by the wall;
red beard, grey beard, faces
The man in the middle has need to talk.
We all come cap in hand to this
Conversation, by Arnold Lakhovski
Copyright © 2015 by Oonah V. Joslin