Pushers
Saturday morning
Centrepoint Plaza
Sun streams down between the buildings,
Creating natural spotlights.
The travelling troupes are there,
Hunting and fighting for the best spots -
Trying to get that light,
That SPOT!
All the better
To
Push
Their
BARROWS
“STOP AIDS” begs for attention — Red ribbon and white bucket
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Didgeridoo, cockatoo,
Authentic swaggie commands his space,
Stopping people in their tracks -
Collecting the remains of cash purchases.
Promotions for shows,
Free glass of wine!
“SALE!”
Barrows are bumping into each other — God!
Can I see more pushers than shoppers?
My senses swim…
And I have my own barrow to push -
“Please, sir, an inspiration? Any small anecdote will do?”
C’mon mate — Look confused. Madam? A flash of leg,
ANYTHING!
I dash into the nearest cafe
And feverishly spend my takings on a page.
