Santa with wheeled luggage boards the Airport shuttle,
his long white beard and the white knob of his hat
doing an improve dance in the wind.
There are people walking in and out of the afternoon shadows
some of them talking to each other
some talking through their buds or bluetooth for mobiles
some of them talking to the small were once and might have beens
that hide from the earth inside collars.
A woman dressed in cotton and age stands and
feeds the pigeons scraps of foreign poetry for this
is the Square and Springtime