Terrorist

A fat Accountant rides the Tube

in pinstripe grey with shiny shoes,

plates of meat (at least Thirteen’s)

while on his left an Indian woman;

petite, squashes her arm against

the carriage wall and to his right

a youth, skeletal, struggles with cookpots,

equally squashed, in orange boxes

balancing high a free newspaper,

flicking, flicking pages quickly

while big-man glances right and left,

sniffs and leans, holds a fuse:

Canary Wharfe, London Bridge,

Burmandsey, Southwark, into Waterloo.