I thought of this sunthundered afternoon
when spiderling superheroes in sandwich boards
"6.99 Any Pizza"
at crossroads
waved at transport as it passed.
 
Sunlight is too bright for you
like that redhead in black gladiator sandals
and little grey dress pushing an empty pram uphill.

A Merlot His Roman Nose Approves Of

as she discreetly plays
with her borrowed cold silver necklace
and prays he can't tell
 
she has used a copy
of a more expensive fragrance.
 
The fifth dress she tried on was her choice for the evening, bought in a rush  
 
from the recently opened vintage shop on her break
processing the newest batch of refugees for deportation.