she leaves in the night.
She leaves in the night With a passport and an empty suitcase. She walks for hours: And as the dawn rises, the city grows to meet it, Stretching out before her Like an open book. Look: at the people: For whom today Is just a normal day - She hears Words she recognises In foreign tongues - Puts her ear to the ground And swears that she can hear the city’s heart beat A thrilling screech, The dull thud of metal on metal. She laughs as she thinks of the stranger She was yesterday