A cliche commute to tales of hip
through bullet holed brickwork,
multiplex cinemas and cafes,
along bars lined with river,
floating restaurants of photo film,
upon halls of epic art and past
to scribble coated dorms of rest,
laid the ideal storyline to pin
knowing laughs, shoulder pats,
beer glass clinks, accounts of old,
and soundtrack silence,
honest as ever,
far away from haunts of home,
though just as it always is.