Versacci black T-shirt…
Glittering nugget
Drooping on a Gucci gold neck chain…
Plastic passes to the Grand Prix…
One for each day…

I really don’t wish to go
He moaned
But I must
Corporate boxes are so expensive
They must be filled…
If I get bored I will leave…
I have been so many times before you know…
Wait for me…Tonight I will take you to a special dinner…
Wait for me…

But I noticed he slung his red designer jumper over one shoulder…
He was prepared for a change of season…
He was prepared to stay awhile…

Take a tram to St Kilda Beach…
You will love it there…
The life…
The music…
The gulls…

He bustled near the door…
Mirrored walls captured
His swirling and swooping…
Captured the huge cave of space
Between us…
For I stood lonely and still…
A totem of silence…

Finally his sounds faded…

And I knew it was time to take a train…
Home…

Thank you for the beauty of other worlds…
For a little while I dreamed through another stargate…
Of special being…
In other worlds…for a little while…
I felt precious and beautiful…
Thank you…

There was a photo…
My photo…
Of the new Ferrari…
Glowing in halls of Hyatt accolades…on cold Italian mosaic tiles…
At rest…
My photo…
To be printed…

Waiting…