Following on from yesterday’s post, All:
Heart
A chamber choir sings
unthinking muscular love,
somewhat off-centre.
Soul
Shuffle footed jazz angels dancing cheek to cheek,
glorious in the dark.
Mind
“Mind the gap.”
The train pulls in and I board a can of
bags, butts and backpacks,
hanging helpless by the strap,
eyes forward, unfocused,
waiting for the light.
Brick up my ears and my eyes,
close down my mind to
the size of an acorn,
which I put in my pocket for later,
all the better to love you with.
over the water 
I really liked the part about the train, and how we really do shut down and stop being human. Also, angels dancing to jazz is a wonderful image.
Thanks! The train was my favourite bit …