Leicester Square

Having missed my chance to see the new ballet
because the money had left the 'Hole In The Wall',
I wandered through still, fuming traffic
under winter trees
full of starlings, sleeping.

I queued for "Highlander",
bumped by the lovers behind
consumed in each other.
An old American man passed through
with many young people dressed for the night:
couples, pairs, trios,
but no singles, like me.

A placard comes
saying protein causes lust
so eat less eggs, cheese, beef.
Underneath, the voice of a satired vicar
speaks from a middle-aged man,
dressed in repression.

A tramp frightened him away
with a comment everyone else heard.

I came out of the cinema as if in a film,
hearing my footsteps echo around the auditorium,
avoiding those walking slow-motion across me,
seeing the special effects
of the blue wail
of the flashing siren
edging past.

The Setting