Accent

Please come sit at our table
among our bland, overused voices
so we can twist you between excited fingers
and let you
spin
      and spin
            and spin
watching in amazement
as you stumble and right yourself again
turning in drunken circles
as you fumble across the table,
we will ask you questions 
again 
      and again
            and again
to keep you going,
but we don't want the answers
as much as the kilter of your voice
lulling us into a trance
and we frown like children
when the top falls lazily to its side
and we're unhypnotized
by your accent