I'm back in the world
I drink my coffee
and have my egg sandwich
and stare out at the morning throngs
and being old I watch today's parade
which though the faces have changed
still look like last month's or last year's
or 10 years or 30 years ago
even old possom spoke of muddy feet
pressing to early coffee stands
on his dark brown London mornings
going to the bank or Faber
or whichever anchor to the world
he choose to fix his in his unconscious condescension
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