Feet hot and hurting in sensible shoes
City dirt sitting on my skin
Hair lank
Around me suits and sneakers
Vivienne Westwood and vests
A man sniffs his finger
While others stare at screens
Read papers
Look everywhere except at each other
The advert says "The world is your Oyster card"
But I am a novice, marked out by an orange ticket
The small of my back aches
The next station....
The next station....
This train is....
This train is:
Wipe clean floor
Painted metal
Velour
Seating
Change here but mind the gap
And the doors
Headscarves and rucksacks
Handbags and headphones
Work tools and iPhones
Poems and questions
Maps and instructions
Sliding doors
A pause
To let people off
Turned sideways, shuffling
Baby steps up the stairs
Feet hot and hurting in sensible shoes
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