Gideon

Gideon was looking down at her lap

She seemed especially quiet today 

Clutching her broken coffee cup 

Mood silk

only glancing in my direction 

As i leaned forward- more coffee

& she poured in the milk.

I lit two cigarettes and handed one to her

"Gideon,  my dear ...

sometimes, I don't understand what goes on inside that mind of yours"

(Inhale deeply)

"I mean,

Do you ever wonder how it is? How it is you just came to be" 

Pause

How it is you just appeared to me ?"

Glancing at her  over the rim of my coffee cup.  

She looked surprised.

& she looked up.

I take a sip of coffee and inhale deeply.

She rocks back and forth

Gideon dreamy.

Hesitating, 

what next to say 

Her vacant eyes a Coffee Table away.

Gideon looking down, her lap

Fingers entangled delicate as that

I repeat.

"Gideon. have you ever wondered what it is?  How it is you came to be, 

(Pause)

How it is you just appeared to me?"

"No."

She shakes her head and answers to her lap.

I nod and take a sip of coffee,

"Well some other time Gideon, i'll ask you

if you are glad."