1428: On at Eridge

For fuck’s sake
then a rummage
of backpack zips
as his phone alert
raises its volume
during their fight
And she asks him
Where are you?
Just left Eridge
Just left Eridge – On the train
When are you here?
In a few minutes – In a few minutes – It’s running late
And nothing more is said

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