8 January 2013

We are the northern line,

Separated at Kennington,

Will we merge again in the morning(ton crescent)?

Our lives drifted apart and

Now there is an elephant (and castle) in the room.

I wonder if we are

Bound like the tracks

To meet again,

Further down the line.

So many bridges we've gone under,

So many platforms we've passed.

Camden for a day out?

Where is our destination?

Will we be flinching at finchley,

Or high on our barnets?

Bank(ed) or separated at edge(ware)... ?

elizaThe Northern Line • Opuss № I