Monday 20th February



She holds a Gold phone to her ear,
Dressed in combats,
Gold braided hair like electric wire,

The ground beneath her feet is pockmarked with used gum,
A constellation of stars twinkle in a tarmac sky,

She arrives at her destination,
Plugged into a world beyond this,
Nails the colour of zinc,

Riding the down escalator in a red coat,
She holds a small undignified dog in her arms,
Exposing its belly & everything,

A small boy,
Eyes darting afraid,
Perches on his grandfather’s knee,
Clutching a tiny white sheep,

Cruel beauty leans against a wall in fake fur feeding,
Stabbing at the bottom of a cardboard tub with a plastic fork,
Wipes lips with a delicately extended finger,


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