.
at osterley
at the platform's end
an enraged child kicks
a dandelion clock
a wave of ivy
pale as sage
breaks over a concrete wall
at acton town
broken biscuits
and the foot of a bench
glowing in a rhomboid
pool of amber light
at barons court
at green park
brown mice
dash through litter
beneath gleaming rails
a forlorn and fretworn music
reverberates along tiled tunnels
at holborn far below the street
at russell square
there is a person
under a train
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