unhappy hour

this need
for confession
by others
prompts you
to put a
confessional
booth in your
house. it's
dark and musty
like you
remember, there
is virtually
no light
until the mesh
screen slides
open. you
whisper, please
begin. you post
your hours
on the internet.
you offer wine
and small
snacks when it's
over. it's
an unhappy hour.