Brixton 0val

Roller skater with the groove, dancing on the streets.

Six red buses on the move, one return please.

Blue skies to match my denim jacket, warm heavy heat on my shoulder.

I let them relax and sway with the beat,

I don’t want this day to be over.

Green man on my right, greener on my left.

Green in my nose, energy in my chest.

Don’t cross just yet, they’re moving too fast!

Do you stop to look around or let the moment pass?

Plane overhead sounding near,

why board when paradise is here?

In the leaves fallen from the trees,

and the people we pass on the street.

Open your eyes to this window seat.

(2024)