high heels painted with a brush
after one long year, 20 days
The dustbin catches fire
quenched by red hot chillies paint
cooled by cold council shuffling bookshops
at lunch hour you arrive
with coke, avocados, plums and love
the spanish woman talks to me in south american dialect
my confusion gives way to English "You are Picasso" "you are Picasso"
blesses me hand on head and I seasonsgreetings her
energies venge splash and dots and crystals
merge with carbon monoxide and three kinds of pakodas
three little children and prince austin paints with me
i get my yellow and pink mixed up with blacks
random hugs from a random stranger
lambton quay: you stand there long and they return
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