Did you see that topless girl on the beach today
No
You must of been blind then as you walked straight past her
I did not see a thing
She was blond with long hair
You are quiet
I am troubled
Why
Because I do not miss things like that normally
I take them naturally but I do not miss them
It is like waiting for a steam train at the railway station
And finding out that it passed by an hour before
When crossing Margate Beach in August 2020 the poet failed to notice a topless woman as he was so transfixed by the Turner Light