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Liverpool Street Station

........fragments of cities catch in eye's corners
like fish hooks lovers' kisses draw my
glances fascinate looks dreams chances
missed, the happiness of others grief
at parting, all the myriad lives bare on faces
memories of places strangers urban dwellers
bidding farewell to strangers, strangers all
and I a ghost drifting midst post modern struct-
ures streel and glass struts arches and all the paraphernalia
of the constructed environment alien
beauty, bared
bones of some great creature within
whose skeleton we scurry like
ants stripping flesh from sinew and tendon, sutures
wires suspended living spaces,
chasing moments of reflection midst
the city of fragments......


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