in love in trolley

on the bright side of the tracks. two sculptures of woven metal. grids of empty steel noughts and crosses games welded together. these shopping trolleys glint and lay on their sides beside one another. how they wish their metal would melt and bend so they could spoon and perhaps hold each other rather than holding someones fortnightly groceries. they need too. they were structured for each other and dumped down the same ditch from the same sidewalk. although left comes from coles, right from safeway. rivals. opposites. magnets. these two were not destined for flying off the end of a jetty or an alternative ride home for drunk fellow. no. their destiny lays here. on a patch of side track, express between malvern and south yarra stations. and how do i know? i know cos when the trains cease to run through those gentle hours of melbourne night, these two live. they date by the lone pink flower between armadale and toorak. and i know sparks and fireworks expolded the stuffing out of that matress just before hawksburn.