Friday 26 November 2010

#50: Onions McLeod Has Been Rejected By Our Automated Approval System

So Onions waits in the airport lounge,
kicking his heels, playing Plants Vs Zombies
on his phone and imagining what his daughter
looks like now. Three years, stitched together
through a series of sun-bleached photographs
like a jerky flickbook, each frame
a whole month.

He plays the fruit machine each morning at 10,
buys a Tracker from the shop
and smiles at the lady, checks his texts.

Sometimes he stands, pig-nosed against the glass,
and watches planes refuel.

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