when the speed of light slows
you watch from outside your own head
Scarlet O Hara drove me down to Bracelet Bay
to throw rocks at the sea for her dog
The lumbering hound pummels the sand
and her clattering rocks in the distance
She never looks down
I pinch fags from her purse
The cafe clamour traffics round us
Dog licks the window
her nails rap the table
I tap ash
Saw Thor stroll by outside
an ice cream in each hand
And she ignored him
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