would care to sit here next to you
while you cap those shades.
Mind?
Don’t mind?
OK then,
I’m just waiting for Metro-boy number 7
to turn me on.
He’s the critic. He knows how.
* * *
Soon I forgot that I was a foreigner
on the sandy shoals of British Airways
(’twas a criticism of the New York School).
* * *
Transportation communication
will get you nowhere.
