DINING

I eat alone.

In this bare white bedroom

there is nothing to distract me

from my delicious, nutritious meal

of Rice Krispies.

The sounds of the cereal snap crackle and pop

about me

echoing in the emptiness of the room.

I delight to the rhythm my meal makes

as I dine.

It gives me something to focus on

while digesting the fuel

that gives me everything I need

to get through the night.

This is the meal

it seems

that I sought

when I removed all other presence

from this room

from this house

from this life.

There is now only me

and my elves

to convince me

of the rightness of my cause.

My decision was a fine one

I accept

as I eat alone.

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