At lunch you say everything is a statement.
You are having tuna, it is beige.
Beige is not a concept,
certainly not a color.

I am having fruit salad
with ripe melons,
refusing the lumpy, white cheese
to demand mint sherbet,
watermelon/cantaloupe/pineapple/banana
and strawberry.

At lunch you say everything is a statement.
The next time we meet I will not speak,
all day I eat nothing.
I do no want anyone to know
anything.