corner of my eye

a native intelligence

warning me of a blonde bob

coming my way

i turn to look in a shop window

tried to look interested

old fashioned girdles frilly bra’s

kind of place keeps the good stuff

back of the shop out of sight

i turned back hoping

she was gone

walked away with a lighter heart

sigh of relief

& then

there she was again

hi! high beams on

it’s been what five years?

time has just flown by!

i think she thought

she’d sent me

off to Siberia

though to me this

hadn’t been far away enough

witness this meeting

five years on

today my intuition native intelligence

had let me down for once

i smiled because you have to

said i had to go because y’know

a man has things to do

to enjoy his better life