Three tiers of noise
Caught me from the side
one from under the trailer
and on its hind
a carpet for the heels
as they crushed the madman’s legs
while he hung on to the side
of the long mirror-less lorry
the other just behind me
and beside Gibraltar Church
a woman who said
“i am a mother he surely has a mother”
then she cried but continued home
the third from the third floor
a Lebanese peeped and cried
“some relation of his will come
and claim insurance on the lorry”
with his eyes containing the container
So the lorry stopped
Just to give madness a ride
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