You know the astral plane is divided into 7 levels
but it doesn't really matter because I'm talking
about level 3 or 4 and that's where I'd expected
to receive some message or other because it's
half-eleven and the post will have arrived and
you'll have read my letter and I'd presumed that
I'd pick up some emotional discharge detect it
some strong outpouring over the ethers
~ ~ ~
Bus Driver
The bus driver parks up
for a break and a fag
with his hand in his pocket
talks to the doorman
Park Plaza, Waterloo
turn right for West End
Wind blows from the river
sharp cold bits of grit
all the building
sun on glass
14th floor, Westminster Hotel
I'm wearing my second skin
or maybe 3rd, 4th
I belong here
with my cigarette and notebook
You can trace the current along Embankment
Ruts painted red on the walkway
music of the city
old man kicks a tin
Greek Street, St Barnabas