Torbay! Torbay! Torbay!
It’s around and around goes the bus
Out of sight of the sea
This suburb seems to go on and on
As we walk together to my sister’s house
Along a white concrete path
The white child of my sister
Looks at the dark woman I am with
As though she is a creature
From another island or time –
Afterwards she tells me what I know
So near to the sea, the sound
Is almost there, like inside a shell
And over the bridge inside a bus
We return to the city together
Carelessly we go to dinner or a movie
Next time I go to Torbay I am alone
The same bus, same streets
Same suburban sounds, near the sea
I am in another island or time
And I am alone, like the sound inside a shell
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