For a Carlisle Busker

Subterranean, homesick busker
Sings the blues outside Prince Charlie’s quarters,
From ’45 (nowadays, a Marks and Spencers)
Creating a place to be
Temporarily stationary
In a senseless express city
Of comings and goings
But no stoppings or seeings
And, for a moment,
Makes it make sense.

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