Priorities
She pursed her lips and struck a pose.
“Look at them,” she thought,
“one black, one white
but under the skin they’re the same.
Colourless.
Empty.
No substance.”
Each of them looked towards her
more in hope than expectation
perhaps.
She sighed as she shrugged her shoulders.
“Spare my blushes, please,” she said
as she went back inside the bar
and bought herself a drink
and a piece of pie.
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