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antwerp (ii)
schelde foot tunnel

elegant unhurried escalators
mahogany down

but they’re King’s Cross stairs
sent soon dead to kill heat

sight along walkers’ white–tiled cylinder
pure unbent eye line

fire no out from fire
but to its where started

no simple set no code death no duty
no snipers no machine gun no game end

2006