I heard your name
When I came
In October 2017,
Resounding like an industrial mystery
Through livid Dublin sky.
There is something about you, a sensation like
The Jewellery Quarter on a quiet day
And the narrow side-ways of Wolverhampton town centre, peeking passages lined with rusty brickwork,
With a hint of Bedford Falls.
When I return
I will come to thee,
Pulled by the magnetic frequencies of the place that has been
Calling out its siren-song to me,