you stopped me
on the promenade
politely asked me
for a picture
of you both
in front of
the observation tower
back to back!
umbrellas like weapons!
comedy hero pose!
there! great! done!
thanks so much!
excitedly taking back
your spongebob iphone
and waving it
in the air
marking the change
perhaps, from digital
truth to fiction,
happy tourists to
last couple standing
sword and spear
at the ready
behind you, the
red rippled sea
above, a vast
murmuration of dragons
wheeling on the
tower’s ruined spindle
calling and falling
in co-operative patterns
no-one could possibly
fake. Could they?