A woman pushes a shopping trolley;
a man, over a coffee, peruses the paper.
In a cyber-cafe, crowds are mesmerised
by the screens of computers.
A vagrant’s told to leave with nowhere to go
after falling asleep at his table.
A baby in a buggy screams his lungs out;
his mother makes love to her mobile phone.
Thomas Cook is bursting at the seams –
bulging with brochures, magazines...
I’m in two minds whether to buy that dress.
Outside – it’s raining cats and dogs.
Might go back to M & S and try it on.
A tramp moves on through an automatic door.