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