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While Queuing - 12/04/2001

Fool's gold shines in counter top skies,
plastic stars shoot in slow motion
amid clouds of gaudy take-away colours,
transparent guises for dubious nutrition.

Weekend dads masticate on misery
while bored offspring clock-watch.
Counting down parental access rights
with monosyllabic chit-chat
interspersed with awkward silences.

Fluorescent scrutiny casts pallid hues
and coupled with forced smiles
creates strained facades,
reminiscent of a certain ghastly clown.

Divorcee depression fogs the vicinity
like anti-marriage propaganda
rife with bitterness and regrets.
I ordered Big Mac and fries to go
and left with a free side order,
added incentive to make my marriage work.
 
© Nicholas Vosper 2001