From the viewing gallery
I watched people
Lost in their
Flight connecting worlds
Aimlessly wander
From gate to gate
From toilet to bar-
-To Harrods
To transit
To pray
To shuffle
In all colours
And clothes
Through passport control
To hobble off
To destinations
Far and wide
All so quickly forgotten;
While I,
Soon tired of my voyeurism
Sauntered off to a Japanese bar
For an English breakfast
Served by a man
From Turkey.
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