Melbourne Pavement Coffee.(Poem)

 
MELBOURNE PAVEMENT COFFEE 
 
   Storeys over storeys without narrative 
   an estuarine vertical imperative 
   plugged into vast salt-pans of pavement 
   and higher hire over the fiver 
   ignited words pouring down live: 
 
   there an errant dog is running 
   nose down like a pursuit car 
   police car! police car! central city 
   and trams that look always oncoming 
   stop, and stand simmering like cymbals 
   after the mesh! of their pair. 
 
   Here posture is better, suitings thicker 
   and footmen are said to survive 
   behind oaks up the odd gravel drive. 
   We saw a wall of tomato 
   blazer-backs striped blue-and-yellow 
   ranged right across ...