Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Time Out

I looked out the window
and saw a city in my teeth: London,
city of foodies and cookies, spy-wear suits,
and paper mâché cucumbers.
“Fucked-up, guv!”, said the cabbie.
(Referring to the Right Lane or something).
And your Hot ‘n Sour Soup queuing?
Weather like breathing a slice of salt beef?

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