emily & henry gary, mark & matt their teal Fiat mounting the curb grin with teeth at all, absurdly bystanders mix emotions: some irate - others cheered like carol & donald & david & rhea currently gaining the steps of a bus emily powers the window and keys the engine stop early morning a town in england swift sunrise followed by occasional blue sky old men in mysterious conversation outside the community centre in aprons two red umbrellas hang on a barbed wire fence the discarded remains of an unknown story someone's rain security lost suspicious junkie - head bowed holy passed out, outside The Shanghei his head bowed holy, almost to the floor with his arse still on the chair a cherubim of contortion, a balance-clown up to touch the pivot now