The view from the Lion and the Lamb

Rico x and I wrote this collaboration, people watching at a local coffee shop. Different observations from our different lenses.... Free thoughts...

Hers:
The student highlighting her textbook letter
Pressured by a new semester to do better
The affair with her English professor
Over now, leaving her feeling lesser
Of a woman

His:
She's huddled in the corner
Nothing spectacular
A plain Jane generation
X y chromosome
Tech child
Trying to carve out
Her existence
By taking a byte
Out of apple
Sadly she is
misinformed

Hers:
A Young contractor sending out estimates
Wanting to get that job
He's got a baby on the way
But he's not ready yet to fully be a man
He can't stand the responsibilities
Of this grown up life

His:
Her big a*s hangs
Over the bar stool
As her weight
Has it screaming for
Mercy
Fingers still sticky
From the syrup
She poured on
The mountains
Of flap jacks
That she had
With Coke Zero
Cause she is
Counting calories?

Hers:
Stay at home moms
Disheveled in their sweat pants
Sneakers And messy hair
Just trying to find a moment
Away from the never ending exhaustion
Of parenting

His:
A half bottle of
Overpriced water
Sits in front of her
Her fake patent like leather
Shoes squeak with cheapness
As the crack of her a*s
Is exposed
I am hoping that
Her underwear
Don't have holes
Or worse she
Is bare underneath
Those Walmart
Polyester pants
From the clearance
Rack

Hers:
The retired couple
In the winter of their life
Watching the hustle and bustle
Of the employed
Sipping their lattes
With no hurry
Amidst the flurry
Around them

I hear a bird chirping
in the ceiling of this coffee shop
Watchfully waiting for the barista
to steam a nest of comfort for him

And here we sit
On this stolen morning
The lion and the lamb
Writing and reading
Words
To inspire and stimulate
Each other
For this moment

Theirs:
She came into the Starbucks
Unexpected
Her cheap wig trying to hide her nappy hair
She reached into her second hand knock off purse
Retrieving pennies she earned
From her minimum wage job
Taking a moment for herself
To look around, to see
Where she could fit in
Her skin
Dark and smooth
She stands at the edge of the counter
Waiting for her name to be called
Her Carmel macchiato is more than she can afford

Now we sit and stare at each other
Basking in the moment
That we stole unexpectedly
Dreaming of more
For now, the lamb avoided
The slaughter
And the lion is left with an empty belly

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love these observations, guys, really nice collaboration, how people perceive others just based on a short span of seeing a snapshot of their lives.
and as for the first stanza...i swear i was not that English professor.

[Jennesis]

Ha! That cracked me up Jacob! Are you SURE it wasn't you? :) We had a nice morning just floating around in our writing mind space , putting down free floating nonsense that turned out kind if cool.