Shadows and Motley

That miniscule, gem-precious moment,

When the present isn’t yet history,

When today is not quite yesterday

But not quite turned –

As it must – into tomorrow;

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The lady at the coffee bar table

Is a sniper.

“Don’t act like

You’ve just swallowed a stick!”

She pouts.

“You asked;

I only replied.

Don’t be shy now:

But, fact is,

You either like

What’s on offer –

And we can

Do business …

Or you don’t …

And, sugar, I don’t

Have all day.”