Introverted girl
at a social gathering
trying not to cling
Releasing Matt’s arm
I take a deep breath and wander
deeper in the house
Determined to learn
from the mistakes of my past:
don’t drink all the wine!
What is the most time
I can hide in the toilet
before eyebrows raise?
Do I look social
crossing the room with purpose
looking for “someone”?
Hovering over
the table of finger foods
not sure what to do
It’s called ‘finger food’
but do I use a napkin?
What’s the proper way?
And then what happens?
If I put it in my mouth
I will get a question
From someone or other.
I’ll stand there, mouth full of cheese…
happens every time.
Better to slip it
quickly into my pocket
for later, alone.
Time to venture off;
initiate a friendship…
thank God, there’s a dog!
Check the time, dear Christ!
How can that be possible?
It’s six forty five.
Cross the room again:
bathroom appetizer time.
It’ll be a long night.