Thursday, 6 June 2013


you know you're a londoner
when you sleep on the tube
when you never intrude
when you try not to be rude
-and stare?-
and when you bump into
people you know
everywhere you go,
in Trafalgar square
in Westminter,
that old friend/ that wise minister
(you never saw me)
but you gave me a hug
you know you're a Londoner
when you never lug
around anything, no bag
just an oyster and some loose change
in your pocket
-or, maybe not-
(what do I know)