Dis-connections
Introduction
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13-12: Lifted
Steep steps off the platform,
on a re-railed trip,
A lad lifts my bag:
my sudden short stair blip
Is an unstepped-signage
of being infirm,
(On journeys my walking-aid
also informs).I once held doors wide,
for the fading greyed few,
I am now a member
of the stick-crazed crew:
Entrance and exit -
no longer shoulder-shoved,
Now cared for by strangers,
in dignified love.
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