Short and retrospective of the daily grind…..part 42…
The next stop on the Jubilee line is…Embankment
I could never remember the face of my first true love
Time has cast doubt over my spatial recollection
But one fact could never escape me
I could pinpoint her essence
Throughout all time and space
As effortlessly as the air I breathe.
2 weeks ago,
While commuting to work on the busy underground
A figure brushed mine
Reactively, I left out my hand to take theirs
And as our fingers slipped through one another’s
They finally grasped at each other.
We just stood there
Facing away from each other,
Arms stretched out behind us
Unified in body, forged together at the soul
Arrested, silent in a tide of corporate lies
Tears trembled down one cheek
I thought I was dead to her.
I watched her die from my wounds in my heart.
But now the waves of fate
Had washed us up
On the same embankment.
And we held on for dear life.
But sooner or later, I would have to exhale
And realise I am not holding on to anything at all…
I had to let go
And let the Jubilee’s flow carry me away