Shadow on the Sun
"There's sharks out there !"......
the woman warned.....which was madness,
as we were in a ordinary, busy high street,
on a sunny afternoon.
She was just some woman brushing past,
breath full of sour whisky-
a chilling rattle of cough and spit.
In desperate clinging fashion-
her gaze worn,
she gripped my arm, then with agile sprint leapt out into traffic-
gone beneath wheels and metal.
I stood frozen..as others pushed by
circling the blood, their eyes cold and grey.