Sunday, 6 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day 6

You Can't Take it With You

Jumping on the tube floor
thoughts fly delectably out of closing doors
I lunge to grab the end of the voice balloon
and I slam against curved shields.

I've realised you're still on the platform
amongst signals and tannoys.
I didn't feel you leave my hand
Charing cross has your attention now
and as I merge into the tunnel
I plant a message to the air.

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