Westbound Train

Out of the driving rain and down four flights of stairs
I trudged towards the westbound train
and heard the hackneyed announcer explain
that the trains were slow due to (endless) repairs
and sat on a yellow chair next to the track.
I didn’t exactly have somewhere to be
but I was hoping to go with some friends to tea
and wondered when I’d get back.
The weatherman had predicted snow
for this dark December night
and I wondered if old London town
would slow its bustling flow
when covered in white
or entirely break down.

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