she walked out of the shadows thrown by trees into the wash of the sun

                                                                                a midday  summerJuly sun

that irradiated the fat sand sparkling in the concrete ciliate motes whirling at her ankles her calves churned by her daughters to each side  holding hands

                                           the children were mongoloids

they were lost in the midst of fast conversation

                                                   their smileslaughter rapidly coursingcrossing their faces  FUN made him smile as they chattered

he enjoyed their ease  natural  genuine

                                               Wha word to colourem he thought Not coloured between the linesNo  tha woud not do

    WatercolouredYes  diffuse   moving where the moistwash drew them

they were oblivious to the people who stepped wideround them

                                                                   passersby who were unnatural uncomfortable  averted their eyes impulse to stare  acting asif theyd contract the girls condition

passersby

             failing to recognise their fortune

                                                                     

 accuse    

Wednesday,  13  7. 05

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