table talk

you should eat less
meat
she tells me, sipping on
her soup,
nibbling on a flax
cracker.
she uses her knife to put
a small
wet chunk of cheese
on a greek olive.
i'm stuffed she says,
I can't eat another bite.
i cut into my rib eye.
chew it away,
then tell her that,
you know,
Hitler was a vegetarian.
oh really, she says.
what about Eva, his
girlfriend?
not sure about her, but
he sent her out everyday
into the war ravaged
city to find fresh green
beans and lettuce.
what's your point, she says,
drinking her
sparkling water.
no point, i tell her,
just saying.