A Year of Poems – Day 140

Cast-iron eyes hold conference with the grave
adopting the stone-like impassivity of their twin
who beckons from across the way.
“Do as I do!” comes the call from beyond the Styx,
But the eye who was made with great craft,
nods as it replies, “I will do as you do.”
And for all appearances it is done.
The shutter closes like stone set on stone,
much like the granite eyes of those who dwell beyond the river
are shut, never to peak through the clear glass of life.
But the crafted cast-iron eye remains upon this shore
bubbling with all the liveliness of root beer
and other things too whimsical for the dead.

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