9/11 on Sidwell Street


 
Crossing the border 

By the ghost Eastgate

Dark clouds gather in the East,

Sunlight from the West,

Into the dark lands

Ungentrified. 
Chavs shout,

Incomprehensible.

Pavement blocked 

By bus queues.

Hailstones 

Bombard the damned

Who live and love beyond 

The ideal worlds 

Of Next

And John Lewis 

Whose aspirations 

Are found in Poundland 

And deep frozen in Iceland .

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