Everywhere is her, <br />The endless smoked-grey streets, <br />The spewing cars, the empty bus stops, <br />The broken-down cinema, the hissing trams, <br />The crowded square, the new trendy bars <br />That spill out into the fountains, <br />On rolling thuds of drum and bass, <br />Out into forever, <br />And I am crying now, <br />Crying for the girl I never had, <br />Everywhere is her, <br />The starving busker and his dog, <br />The fat mayor and his limousines, <br />Couples kissing on backless benches, <br />The boy who waits by the left stone lion, <br />For a girl who will never show, <br />Everywhere is her, <br />She has taken <br />Everything from me.<br /><br />Mark Vanner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/street-lament-for-h-s/
