And tiM was blown away
by his wet suit,
the other day at the coast…
And now I’m just listening
to some jazzy kind of music,
playing on the stereo,
as we remember the amazing
turf sculptures
in Civic,
in some abandoned
bank office building,
now reclaimed as art space
for the common man.
One Tuesday in February
It’s a beautiful day to be alive!
I have just stepped outside the building
on my lunch break
with a can of Coca-Cola
and now I can quietly relax
and enjoy sitting on a bench
in the sunshine and sit
and quietly sip on my drink.
The quietness is interrupted
by a helicopter flying overhead
for a moment.
A few more sips
and the caffeine
and chemical cocktail
begins to work,
to give me a "rush"
– or perhaps just a nudge.
One quick ten minute walk
around the buildings
and I’m half way
back to my building.
I’m a little puffed
but feeling good.
Better start heading back
to my office soon.