Ignorant
that her
voice
spirited
by
the
miracle in her hand
can whisper
over oceans
a woman
shouts in Mandarin.
Bloody
shut up
a
middle-aged man
open-mouth
chewing
grunts
between
cracks of gum.
Opposite
a nod
agreement
from a cloud
of garlic
and two
day-old BO.
For fuck’s
sake
I
mutter –
showered
shaven
brushed,
flossed and gargled
laundered
and deodorised –
quiet
and
reeking
of new
cigarette smoke.
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