wednesday

outside the Aquarium children are playing

grey haired lesbians from middle America

are eating sandwiches

and drinking beer together

Bernard walks around

taking orders and shaking hands

he's always smiling

but he'll fucking kill you

he told me so

the regulars are here

and the people who will never come again

Stephanie works the bar

pouring drinks

washing glasses

smiling secretly

she's got an edge that I love but

her tattooed boyfriend is here too

he's into some gangsta shit

and I'm not tryin' to mess with that

people travel quickly up and down the quaint street

running errands

running from the law

going to school

on scooters, bicycles

and their own two feet

but life at the Aquarium moves slow

like a blue whale sifting through plankton

or a great white shark, idling, ready to breach