Self-Obsession

grants no intellectual pleasures,

incisive observations,

poetic licence.

Windows merely reflect –

poorly if double glazed –

and at best play host

to a feature film exterior

inspiring popcorn belches

and visits to the bog.

Trains – the same;

the stretched guts of

tube line cable

tease out no deep thought.

Larkin’s mobile Odeons

show films.

South Downs hills and valleys

play like surf

on bad hair days.

channels the energy

of an invention.

A king’s ransom

for a full notebook,
news knowledge

and some wit.