out to lunch

we order two burgers

medium rare

and fries, then she tells

me what she believes,

leaning over the table

to whisper it all to me.

she believes in UFOs.

in the loch ness

monster.

she swears there's ghosts

and goblins,

witches too,

things that go boo 

in the night.

she believes that Oswald

didn't act alone,

that big foot is out there.

that Elvis is still alive

wearing his blue suede shoes.

she believes there's a plot,

a conspiracy around

every corner.

you'll see she says, you'll

see. it's coming

and all will be revealed.

i ask her to pass the ketchup

please.