mine just one version
among millions of others
walking the streets
or driving white vans
or sat on a bus
stuck in a jam
or changing lanes
or sat on a checkout
or throwing bread
to the ducks
or climbing trees
in the park
or falling in love
or texting each other
or surfing the net
or watching TV
or doing whatever
in rooms behind windows
that reflect the sky
endlessly
or listening to the bleep
of machines
telling them they’re still alive
reading their vital signs
through inscrutable wires
or seeing the light
for the first time
but no this is mine
just mine
a city of my own
and I’m trying to find
a way through the streets
past little boxes
just like Pete Seeger’s
only all painted grey
past the hotels
and industrial units
past the pylons
past steel fences
following the arrows
looking for a sign
to the ring-road
Dominic Rivron
Picture Nick Victor
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