the enormous red flag

i'm taking notes on you.

watching you

closely.

waiting

for what i don't know.

but at some point

everyone leans across 

the table

and says

there's something

i just have to tell you.

it's something

you need to know.

and it's usually not good.

it's a deal breaker

of some sort.

a poison apple in the well.

a red flag the size of

a bed sheet.

and you have to decide,

whether  to stick it out, 

or to move on, and let go.