Morningside Station
bright blue sky in
mid-winter warmth
sun beats down and
heats the station seat
I sit looking at a red
light in the distance
waiting for it to turn green
the train ain’t far away
its whistle blowing down
the line as it approaches
the just out of sight bridge
over New North Road
gum trees glisten among
single-storey factories
their blue shimmer heightens
the fine-edged colours
graffiti gangs battle on walls
with slogans that defy each other
the power of television images
proven by these
New York subway copy-cats
and I mean cats
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