Local Time
having negotiated
the international departures lounge
in my sleep
I woke on the other side of the globe
the currency was familiar
the exchange rate was horrendous
I patted the pockets of my pyjamas
in search of a toothbrush
while an orange cat rubbed
figure eights between my legs
and touching down
another jetload of somnambulists
- © Suzanne Verrall 2020
Suzanne Verrall lives in Adelaide, Australia. Her poetry, flash fiction and essays appear in various publications including The Interpreter’s House, Australian Poetry Journal and the Southampton Review. For links to her work go to www.suzanneverrall.com.
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