Bakerloo

She’d always known it would be you.
Known before she’d known what knowing was.
Born in some inaudible breath
something had noticed her;
written her name on a future
written her name on a name
a name she was only just hearing
now
here.
Under the Bakerloo sign directing to Waterloo.
Here.
Amidst faces leaving and coming and arriving and leaving was
you,
smiling on a breath for
you too knew it was you.

 

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