Untainted Relationships Poem by James Trotter

An eye with no pupil has no need to blink
'Instill in me light', one eye might scream
And the other sits in anguish
Anguish of no birds to compose a morning musical
And of nothing to embrace that is warm
All the while, the hopeful eye is searching for a miracle
Perhaps in hope of a messiah whom may never come
Or to find an eye of spirit alike to herself
Depression increases in her partner
He hopes for death
Most certainly in the form of a shard of glass
Even an acid would be most pleasurable
'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day'
Is of no significance to him
As his opposite, Abigail, finds the sun
Light spills in from the doorway
He is shocked to find Abigail a sloth
And asks politely, 'Please, shut the door.
Now that I have seen 'it', I don't find much pleasure.'