Departures and Arrivals

Of loving, not loving
Of a million last goodbyes,
Final departures from station platforms
And surprise arrival plans..

Repeat telecasts that play,
Hijacking our thoughts
Projected on the silver screen
Of our gullible minds.

Tempting us. Boring us.
We’re puppets of our own design.

Everyday is just the same
As different as another,
A long rehearsal for tomorrow..
A grand finale maybe, or no.

Dust laden window panes
Washing away in the evening rain,
Eyes grown heavy over time
To steal a wink and up again.

Hello! Good Morning (I say),
Wonder if we’re there yet..