CIX - Going Nowhere

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One Minute Writer had a topic called "Coming Home".
I wrote this before hand but I might as well link up to it.

Going Nowhere

“I’m back” was all he said,
As he trudged off to his room.
It was as he had left it
Ready to resume.

He had left in one dark moment
And wandered into the night.
He’d headed to the station
For a train out to the light.

The waiting room was empty,
The platform had no guard,
The driver had departed
With the train left in the yard.

A black dog walked the platform
And pissed against a post;
The train was missing action
From people, real or ghost.

It was clearly going nowhere
And did nothing for his pain;
So he took his bag and coat
And wandered home again.

Breakfast was a tense affair,
He pushed it ‘round his plate,
He sat and poked it for a while
But eventually he ate.

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© J Cosmo Newbery
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