INTRUDER!

The peace of yesterday evening was rudely shattered 

when this military aircraft flew low over the reef, 

so low I could almost see the pilot's face.

My ever-vigilant camera managed to 

catch him as he was escaping.

Apparently, someone high up in the establishment decided 

I am not getting my fair share of toxic ppm's.   

Behind the intruder was a long haze of pollution.  

Luckily, there was an offshore breeze 

so the dirty fugue disappeared in the direction of Singapore, 

and after several moments I could safely 

remove my hand from the top of my beer.