I gazed out of the carriage window at the anarchic world city -
How different it was from my quiet lichened world -
Glass towers reflected the late morning sunlight -
Bizarre graffiti decorated Victorian brickwork -
My fellow rail travellers gathered up their possessions -
Wheeled suitcases were positioned in readiness for the journey's end -
I caught a glimpse of the London Eye -
There was the MI5 Building, a reef of spooks *
I saw brave leafless trees -
I stood upon the platform -
It was bright day, so we could not see the khaki clad ghosts we rushed past - there were I phones in our hands, Instagrams before our eyes -
* aka Ceausescu Towers, Babylon on Thames
12.00
Thursday 17 March 2016
Waterloo Station
London
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