Jenny sat
Clutching her bags
To her chest
Oppressed
By the encroaching tangle
Of arms, of legs, of heads
As the train clanked
To London Bridge.
Silence bar:
The rustle of pages
The buzzing earphones
The mellow whispers.
Jenny gazed out
Away from the tangled mass.
Grey and brown
Monotony
Specks of rain littering
Jenny's window to a
World away
A world away from the tangled mass.
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