1953
It is Coronation Way
The Queen at Crossley carpets
Parties in the street
Flyovers not yet built or flown over
I cannot get near you
Too many shoddy words stand in the way
I can hardly hear you
Too much history shuttles through these buildings
You or I
Not then a flicker in our mother's looms
Try now to make our own way
Selling
By telling still
Someone else's worsted and woven story