six people trying not
to breathe too deeply
squeezing past
tartan trolleys, finally
a space for one, apart
balancing my baguette
trying
not to spill
my mocha-latte...etc
peering
at my spaced neighbours
not
making eye contact
I chanced a quick sip
then a tiny bite
stuffed under
quickly
replacing my mask
munching undercover
another glance
no one had noticed
concentrating
on false nonchalance
tearing off a bit
another hasty sip
mask back on
"nothing to see here"
staring out the window
trying to spot
those masked offenders
as Boris wrings hands
while Big Brother
watches on CCTV...