James Street Station

Metal beasts
oblong luminous eyes
rock to a halt
spilling light into an Eraserhead tunnel
the grime of the
industrial revolution

latrinal tiles cover
a vaulted ceiling
spider crazed
by the acrid stench
of electric ammonia

caterpillar carriages
crawl past
heroic fragmented panels
Carthaginian sculptures
and Guernica horses
for the gods
who travel this way
to Hades

By Anna Lachy