Like cat's eye marbles with their little inner sockets
Two blue globes swim within their sockets
One gazing at me ; the other at another.
It meant something or nothing ; one could never be sure
Questions and answers sometimes were a blur
A tap on the edge of the table....
How ya doin' big boy ? ....."That's good right there"
Someone needs a drink.
Shoulda took the A-train but it always running late.
Time's always of the essence...
But in dates with Fate
Folly keeps the time clock.
Shoulda just chilled...waited fore the sure ride
Once again, Impatience killed his culprit.
So what do I know of these things ? I was merely an observer
Participation was equally unclear
In the eyes of the beholder.
