Sunday, 14 April 2013

victoria coach station

different faces
heading to different places 
different bags
 slot in- between
empty spaces
changing letters 
on the screens
scattered all around:
torn magazines
changed again
scattered destination
(the coach station)

different faces
heading to different places
nuns on sojourns
the student on his return
young man in a daze
a pair of forgotten runaways
with nowhere to go
(the coach station)
victoria coach station:
where time does slow

especially for the elderly
on day trips
putting up with dodgy hips
and aching knees
awaiting the promise of sunshine
and cool spring breeze,
in a seaside town like Clacton 
-the coach station-

coach station dreams:
we're all just killing time
we're all just waiting to die