Sunlight in a Cafeteria
---- Big Frank Dickinson
This cafeteria has two customers.
She sits in slant of sunlight yellow;
He frozen framed in shadow while
Through the window it's uniformly gray.
He's facing her across the room.
She has food but isn't eating.
He has neither food nor drink, nor words.
He reaches out an empty hand.
She looks away at the floor,
Legs locked at the ankle.
His puzzled disappointment
Takes him further within.
The tables are ominously dominating
like sleeping armies in formation;
The silent unfed holding positions
More out of habit than duty.
What's happening is unsaid in this uneasy
Cafeteria with little light and no sound.
The silence is as startling
As the undropped tray of dishes.
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