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Fast Dial |
If you sleep alone,
it doesn't cost much
but it's a rip off.
Someone has slipped you a note.
Press three to meet at the macchiato bar.
Your message will be stored on satellite
and played to other people
who enter the cafe.
Press three.
Laughing confused mirrors
show stuck-on eyes,
black coats move outdoors,
and cut-throat taxis
leave by the hour.
(published in Spindrift 18, Autumn 2000)
copyright 2000
Ann L.
Healey |
