Walking home from my mechanic's workshop
105 minutes in the warming winter sun
banana and mandarine for breakfast
bottle of water 'with a squeeze of lemon'
so many houses I've never seen
so much individual lacework
newly painted on verandahs
mothers pushing prams walking toddlers
old men with scarves tight
around their necks
by the Phoenix Language Academy
clusters of funloving Asian students
racing across against the traffic
the Redemptorist Monastery
throws a long shadow
next door African Funk Dancing
(I imagine their cassocks
whirling in a Dervish dance)
smells of blood'n'bone from
well-clipped gardens
waft of cooking from Han's Cafe
surly girl at the supermarket
slams my water drink through
disparagingly (huh, only one item)
two ducks waddle up to see me
from the neighbourhood lake
one shits the other
walks in it
my blood pumping my eyes clear
this afternoon 3.15 pm
I'll walk back again
Andrew
Mt Lawley
noon 20 July 2005
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