Heaving with life
with lycra and ipads
buggies and babes.
Day glow yellow – Italians in linen.
Telegraph, Guardian, muffins and backpacks.
White jeans, tight jeans – sandals, love handles.
Skinny this, decaf that: froth it, slurp it, neck it, burp it.
Short shirts, taut shirts, trainers, sunglasses.
En route to tennis, violin and ballet.
Little kids, plastic lids – paper holder, wooden stirrer.
Reads the paper
Reads his book and peeks a look around at all the ladies.
Giggling, wiggling smiley faces – slushy frappacino faces.
She leans down to tie his laces.
Earphones, iphones, silver phones, sparkly phones.
Long q, flip flops, pink bag, Evian.
Flat white, take a bite – scruffy dog with a ball in his mouth.
She fastens him tight and he sleeps under her feet, my feet, your feet – our feet.
Done up in heels and dressed down in flats: it buzzes and hisses and laughs
to it’s heart’s content – everyone’s front room on a sunny afternoon.