A Row of Shops and Shoppers

and each word on this line a parked car,
each letter from here in a person.
Windows fluid with
the reflected life
of cakes and coffee,
beer and chat
in the heat of
a lunch hour sun.

A ten mile gap
between verses.
Someone turning
to a mobile,
people to statistics _
a word in line one
to a bomb........

Chris Major

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