Huaihai

A balmy Friday night on Huaihai
Past Sony
The night feels continental
Past Starbucks
Holidays in Europe
Stairs down
End a busy week
But no one hurries
To City Shop
Where time is frozen
Yoghurt, bread and papers
Tumbling down Huaihai
A parallel universe
Dreams moving slowly
Under clear blue evening skies
A girl skips forever
Across four lanes
A whistle reports
Lights change
Cars move
She’s gone
Hello, watch, bags