Remember Marie the time
I banged my head when studying
a map under a bus shelter
and saw lights?
The map of the South London
transport network was transformed
Into a flashing blueprint
of the suns that keep the universe alive.
The nodes and roads
Became constellations.
Pegasus, Perseus,
Monoceros, Cepheus.
Eridanus, Delphinus,
Piscis Austrinus.
Cygnus, Auriga,
Vulpecula, Corona.
Coma Berenices,
Aquarius, Pleiades.
Triangulum, Sextans,
Andromeda was there.
Serpens, Lacerta,
Cassiopeia’s chair.
The Plough turning lovely
In it’s golden field.
Brixton Garage protected
By Orion’s sunny shield.
Starstruck
In Streatham.
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