Rock and Eye's encounter

An Eye and a Rock sat thinking on a park bench,
in the dew soaked morning of spring.
None had mouths so no words could be said.
And of course the Eye, being able to see,
raised himself up on a pedestal.
Rock couldn’t move,
Nor argue for that matter.

Eye wanted to leave the rock behind without so much as a blink.
Eye just didn’t understand that come sixty years, it would perish.
Tossed into the white abyss of blindness.

Ever arrogant Eye
didn’t think of the places Rock had been - not seen,
lost in the pyramids, lost in David’s sling
and lost.
Amidst all the terrible things
Eye had seen.

Rock was still a rugged virgin;
An innocent simply comfortable with existence.
And thought not of the morality of Goliath’s shattered skull.
And thought not of the broken limestone block.
And thought not of all the terrible things.
Although he would certainly miss Eye.

As the steam rose from the two objects lying on the park bench.
The tension in rock’s stillness rolled Eye back to its owner.
Rock stayed put.

PREDICAMENT

*Last lines of each stanze are from Langston Hughes- TOO BLUE

I had a dilemma,
A hiccup or two
no answer came.
What shall I do?

My brain:
built in complete disarray,
left me dumb.
What shall I say?

No solution came,
I just couldn’t understand
I began to rain.
Shall I take a gun and

follow the others
with suicide squeeze play,
games and
put myself away?

SHE GOT EATEN AND SPAT OUT, SHE DID

She sits and sips her coffee
Until it begins to drip drip drip
Drop, her paper falls flat on her table
startling the reader.

She looks around the room.
Expecting.
If only

She strikes a match
And lights her cigarette.
Holding it like Louise Brooks.

She tilts her glasses forward
And answers the unasked question
“Yes, there’s seven of those little fuckers and Mr. White doesn’t exist”

She tells the busboy her name is Snow.
But in reality that’s only a title.
A fairytale creature; a diner in Virginia.

She is present partially
Dazed
Expected from a woman without her seven counterparts.

She requests another coffee straight
Means another cigarette for a fiend.
Pity that Disney had already created a Beauty.