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Shutters

I Like Travel.
Buses; nose down, flit your eyes
Don't acknowledge the others.
Shutters.
I like Travel.
Trains; back arched, thank the table.
And the scenery usually excuses.
Polaroids.
I Like Travel.
Aeroplanes; button broke, thank the cram
You can relax, so shut your eyes
Shutters.
I Like Travel.
Rickety Coaches; Suspension keeping you busy.
Aren't they insistent?
And if you're alone
You're no longer a tourist.
Windows, like spectacles.
You've not moved, because.
You're still in the same boots.
It blinds, don't worry.
It'll pass.

- Simon Huggins, 1991