Pack up

Pack up.

A sad song now hangs
in the background
one which comes
almost by default
like a harbinger.

Time to go now.
Time to say
a real goodbye.
I’m master in it
again by default.

Whistle of the train
that comes
always in time
coming to my ears.
It’s time to pack up.

via Pack up.

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