Whatta ya say?
If God is that small space
left at the table, then go ahead
and sit there if you like.
Even if you weren’t invited,
that doesn’t mean you aren’t welcome.
Perhaps you were just overlooked,
missed, as in
they would have missed you
and wished you were here
if you hadn’t come . . .
only misplaced when places were set.
wedge into that spot where John leans away
to rest his head on Jesus . . . right next to Judas,
where perhaps you’ll have time
to whisper in his ear, or even chat a moment,
just small talk you understand
until supper starts.