Once I had dinner at an Olive Garden
With my then boyfriend
We met his sister and her boyfriend there
She started the conversation by noting that
She didn’t know he was bringing me
And she couldn’t pay for two people
And the rest of the dinner
Was just as (more?) awkward.
Attempts at conversation
Met with dead ends.
Jokes went unreceived.
Sentiments misunderstood.
At some point I gave up
All attempts.
Dinner was not over soon enough
And when it was
I burst through the doors
And into the cool night air
And I screamed.
Because I finally could.
My then boyfriend was impressed.
That was three years ago.
Sitting out on the porch tonight
Smoking too fast
I noted that two of the street lights
Across the street
Where there are no houses
Are out
Creating a void
A black hole
And I so much wanted to
Scream into it.
Just to make a sound.