platform edge

I check my breath
its stale from thoughts unsaid
I take a step forward,
shuffle my feet
and put a hopeful look on my face.

Stood here waiting
with my broken latched suitcase
tucked under one arm.
At this crumbling platform edge
surrounded by
my nervous echoing cough,
I check my watch,
it doesnt matter
the batteries died long ago.

In the distance a shimmering hope
rolls effortlessly down
these overgrown tracks
like a JML rust remover
All things are restored
to original beauty
as you pass through.

That annoucement,
crackles over the dusty tannoy
in this forgotten place.
Your arrival draws a simple smile
patiently wait,
for your carriages to open.
others appear
and step aboard
Whistles blows your departure.

I check my breath
its stale from thoughts unsaid
and take a step forward
shuffle my feet
and put a hopeful look upon my face.

In the distance a shimmering hope
rolls effortlessly down
these overgrown tracks
like a jml rust remover
All things are restored
to original beauty
as you pass through.

These tracks begin to rust over again
as I sit on my suitcase
waiting for the next arrival.