Sunday, 2 January 2022

At Aruba ...





It was as though we were in a Lynchian dream -

A unicorn had just come out of a mirror - 

Wallace had befriended a small shark - 

The bar was the length of a Cunarder - 

A chica fixed a cocktail -

On New Year's Eve there would be fire eaters and aerial artistes -

We ate tacos and watched the surfers - 

I remembered the iguana - 

It had regarded me with its ancient eye - 

Time had stopped before its gaze - 


29 December 2021


Aruba
Bournemouth 

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