24/7

I’ve yet to turn off data roaming

but fits are barely risqué

I let the luggage scratch the flooring

until another holiday

I had the shells you found when skinny-dipping

made into choker necklaces today

my eyelids linger long after I sleep in

so I can dream of where I start the day

I muse on how to boost endorphins

brewing a local coffee blend

the kettle echoes of windsurfing

jargon I’d never understand

abiding leisure in the Adriatic

I’m going through an active tennis phase

your team is being thrown a winning party

for oxbridge university boat race

our twenty-somethings are still roaring

unlike the cruise ships in the bay

I’m too withdrawn, but you’re still calling

with a review of Hemingway

there’s not a sun ray left within your hair

chopped off for rowing in the sullen Thames

I’ve heard, it is another function where

you always speak of me in present tense