Having no one to come out to

the lonely man spent 

his Saturday shopping for all things

rainbow.

Or failing that, pink.

Monday announces

rainbow trainers, rainbow socks,

beige trousers (a stumbling block),

rainbow t-shirt, pink hoodie and 

pink backpack.

And as he walks to the Park and Ride,

Grindr in hand,

he momentarily aligns

with the lonely businesswoman —

all overtime sober in serious cuts —

their progress smashing genders

like avocados.