Endless Days

The world has revolved Another sleepy day beckons The fourth one this week Tired railway walls opposite My house sit waiting for Trains to shuffle their cargos Or passengers from wherever To wherever Eating the air with noise and Punching with metal fists The Sun peeps over the wall Shaded by silent railway trees Crows and magpies take Their seats on vacant branches I sit outside waiting patiently Behind me a drainpipe drips Night raindrops from lofty gutters Cats prowl the wall tails twitching Mice taking a low profile as the crows Watched with one eye cocked Today in time like yesterday's milk Soon to stale into tomorrows Flat blue sky