We should bury our assumptions.

I’m talking full-scale, full regalia funeral …

teak wood coffin, hand carved with the faces

of the fallen; those who did not measure up

to pre-planned notions

in our dramas.

Mute assumptions lurk behind our words,

always introduced, after the party is over.

Here is the guillotine line:

“I thought YOU, of all people,

would know THAT, about ME!!

So the head of that constitute is

lobbed into the basket

labeled, X’s.

Oh the life and times of illusive agenda’s,

unfulfilled expectations, assumptions!

The funeral is tomorrow

9 A.M.