Their earbuds,
Hanging in the air unlike
Sir Isaac’s off-white apples.
One, indulging
Guns N’ Roses’
Summer reunion.
Two, rhyming
Cigarettes after Sex’s
‘Affection’.
Terrified of the turn-aways,
Lifting the silence
To the next level.
While the next level
Was a rope bridge over
Their coming stop.

Full Stop.

-s
Toronto, March 2016