“Textures upon textures is a dense Street View street
Spacious and matted apart from
Instances of Nosy light
Surfing round corners

All tree leaves nod in acceptance

Every unique cobblestone dreams of standing out
Every Graffiti tag states its business
On building
On object
On skin

Well-kept commuters
Click and meander purposefully
Gadgets clamber their frames
Black boots reveal their age their
Frownlines
Every time they sneer at gravity
Laces shrugging

Fresh air congratulates good behaviour
The once surreptitious light
Now situated unashamedly bold in view
Begging the commuter to sing a solo
During the breakdown

Free agents filling up 
Dot dot dot days
20 minute debriefs before they
Bump out of each other 

Cross stitch paths cross
With yesterday’s best friends
And tomorrow’s acquaintances“