at the Cafe
a glance, barely
— the machine glowing, the huff of steam, rattle and grind —

on
my wrist
you don’t pull away

— i taste your lipstick, Colgate Fresh, a cigarette —

breath.

Our true selves
far below
flickering chroma
a
glow in the dark.

Image: Sea Creatures – . Jonathon Lidbeck, c/- Flickr.  A quadrille (44 word poem) for Misky’s Twiglet #138 ‘Glow in the Dark’

From 1989, here’s Sex by The Necks  – (the first of 25 albums and a 30 year collaboration. If you want to hear more about the Necks, try Andrew Ford’s Music Show on the ABC).