day go by

Heady rush yesterday when I sampled
wistful bygones a little too excited 
for noodles wilting in polystyrene 
Yes please Table for two
I am keening for this lovely mirage 
of normality 
my tenderness is a flesh wound 
the city opens its legs 
when there is an opening we take it
Whomst has had enough of unprecedented times? 
Feet thundering past central a collective sigh
we are moored 
we are moored