A recent poem

Dreams of Tesla

Up to town to fly away

Leave the rain behind on Sunday

Larking by the Betjeman

Underneath a Tracey Emin

Peering up the statue's skirt

No-one's travelling to work

Take the train that goes to Bedford

Hope it stops where we must board

Stifle yawns nurse aching neck

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London, February 2026