Crawling King Snake
|Stanley Kubrick for Look Magazine, 1949
She was lighting his fag when I came in.
John Lee Hooker was playing in the background.
Tried to focus my attention on my date.
After all, I was a gentlemen, perhaps that’s why
she was pandering to him while I stood on the side.
We had all heard of his reputation, he was too cool
to court her the way a lady that fine should be romanced.
Seen Mickey sitting on the waxed flooring, looking up
at Mary like she was the only girl in the world.
I shamefully can’t remember my date’s name but
I recall the way Peggy’s sweater hugged her body and
the confidence she pretended to have, while she
stood there in front of Jimmy. His hands in his
pocket appeared to me as if he was scared himself.
Afraid if his hands were free, he would wrap them
around her thin waist and he knew she would say yes.
@ donetta sifford 6-23-2013