Monday, 17 August 2015

At Gatwick ...

 

I'm snarfing a blueberry muffin - 

My bones are sizzling with airport electricity, my nerves are zinging wires - 

Commanding voices are echoing inside the ziggurat - 

The names of far flung cities glimmer on the screens - 

The beautiful jets fly above the leaden earth - 

I hold the St Christopher medal my mum gave me in my left hand - 

Three baristas cluster around a table, looking at an I phone - 

I put down my cappuccino, ready to explore an empire of cloud - 


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Monday 17 August 2015

Gatwick Airport 




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