double-dinged bell & the post-london
suburbs train departs — same place
names plummet slacken & resurface:
WATERLOO again on the NORTHERN
LINE saying it slow through the thick green frieze
city in the mind crumbles like a caryatid
reglossed in emulsion, fields golden black
stubbled with mishaped cows
children watch to learn the language
of their own quickness of travel:
to laugh & try to moo through dummies