West Ham
no ham
not even West
unless you're going
that way.

I'm going West
from the East
on track
not off piste.

Sleepers on the tube train
they don't look like spies
maybe that's an agency
thing.

Passing the Emirates
no sign of Sheikhs.

But
there are vacancies
mainly
in the stares of people
who are and are not
aware
that they can be seen.

Nearly,
an internal gyroscope
steers me
in the right direction.


Getting off soon
my old friend the
Moon
has sunk into my
memory,
I'm waiting for the Sun
to rise.