Wednesday, 26 June 2013

Underground Gang

We stand together unaware
That some have met before
In regular indifference
Keeping close the sliding door
The body heat lay's heavy
As we crave each passing stop
Avoiding all eye contact
Counting every island hop
Ordeals endured are here and now
External pressure in the cube
Every strain of sinew over tight
Crushing rush hour London Tube

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