Too many times you apologize
in London
when the train is late and you are early
because you think you've mastered the time
when you run under the July rain
three stations later to find the truth you seek, already exposed
when you accidentally race toward your favorite shop
to find it closing for tourists
when you use the old currency
that has changed while you were not following the news
when you bump into someone
who has bright eyes but thick hands
when you turn into a corner of a park
to realize this vastness can swallow you
when you stay near the roads that are lined with people
who speak your language and yet you refuse to share your tongue
when you realize that time passes and that you grew
older not in reverse to the days
when in your heart you know cities that make you apologize
have the potential to change you
in London you apologize because you are a stranger
with a most familiar face.
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