today is the day of
unnerving
inescapable
and totally necessary sadness
and today is the day
where the rain comes
and goes
and the sadness slides down
your throat like wet cement
and you wait for a long time
for it to harden in your
stomach
you are
off to see some place you sold
all of your belongings to go
without a hint as to
what your getting into
today is the day that you
wait at the train station,
whistles blowing,
none of them yours,
trains plowing through,
none of them yours,
sitting on a bench waiting
for the cement to harden
in your stomach,
whistles blow,
is that your train?
today is the day where you
don’t know if your train will
come
tomorrow is the day that you
realize you weren’t ready
to get on.
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the sieve and the sand 
Man, I really like this. It’s got some punch to it. I’d say its a metaphor that could stand alone as ‘Waiting on Trains’ and isn’t stupid at all.
I like it as well. There is something about waiting at the train station, something of sordid importance and/or despair exactly like wet cement sliding down the throat
love the title and everything that followed it.
no only great metaphor but also well cemented in our real world.
you have great way of putting down these ‘normal’ daily life thoughts and happenings .