And There She Goes Again

earlobe deep in the open window
of some paused car     offers her voice
like a pearl flung from disused oyster

metallic ridges of safety meets
sparkling soprano    50s sugar dust
sprinkled on the morning rush

witness brows rise f  all     recede
to the headrest as the window whirls
through nearby echo of Que Sera sera

the traffic lights change    sudden
effort of tyres    the exhaust path
directing her to some other audience