We're all specialists at missing appointments,

Rushing there only to find that we're late or discovering that it's not the right date
when the right date was yesterday.

I'm on the jubilee
neither early nor late
and
no matter to me
whatever the date
because it's always today,

There's a smell of Chanel
a faint hint of seduction.

He's got a tablet,
but it's not for a malady
it's just for watching
catch-up TV,

and him
with the lucozade,
looks like he'll
need more than that


She waits for the doors to open
but
it's the other doors and yet she
stays in place
I call her
Miss Stone Face.

Lady laughs and gets the granite stare
from Miss Stone face,
I wonder where she'll get off.

Man reading
Kublai Khan

Girl with mum
going to school
looking glum.

old spice sits next to me
a throwback?
a knockout in history
I don't think
he's
Henry Cooper.

All these people
and myself included
going to somewhere
not being
excluded.

How many?
so many before me
and millions more to follow
on the Jubilee.

Miss Stone Face alights
at Green Park,
it's still dark
perhaps no one will notice.