When I watch things walk

uncorrupted

with legs without restraints

it’s like two gods

who sit down to coffee

and confess

what they are planning to do

without halting words

or doubtful gestures

unapologetic

opposing forces

who know no limits

sacrificing themselves

for what they can’t live without

this is how it should be

men

with terrible power

who do

in such a way

that can never be redone

there is unavoidable respect

across the table

even though cafe society

dictates…

“pass the sugar

like a gentleman”

“but no, we take it black”

the gods smile

ignoring

petty interventions

from waiters who wait

while they plot their plans

with bold taste.