Two men stand
stiff at the fountain,
iPhone
rapiers ready,
back-to-back,
repelled –
of the same magnetic
pole.
Maybe I shouldn’t
look –
but I’m keen
to know
is this
domestic,
war over a
third person?
Hard to
believe
it could be religion.
A quizzical
child stands by – eleven –
I recognise
him from my class:
I wonder if
he is wondering
if he is
similarly charged,
if not,
which one attracts him most,
who’s who and
who is his?
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