Metropolitan
The Metropolitan Line smells like an old shaggy dog, damp fur and decades in its breath.
Northern
The Northern tastes of salt and …
Every painful breath I grasp
I feel my innards suffocate.
As fished fish for water gasp
before their skulls collapse and break
every single time I …
Lost in your ferocious power
Thousands yearn with open jaw.
Taller than the highest tower,
With gravity to tug our awe.
The days of war, the years of …