Having no one to come out to
the lonely man spent
his Saturday shopping for all things
rainbow.
Or failing that, pink.
Monday announces
rainbow trainers, rainbow socks,
beige trousers (a stumbling block),
rainbow t-shirt, pink hoodie and
pink backpack.
And as he walks to the Park and Ride,
Grindr in hand,
he momentarily aligns
with the lonely businesswoman —
all overtime sober in serious cuts —
their progress smashing genders
like avocados.