Train of Thought
My train of thought was derailed today
When all the stupid little details arrived.
Like letters floating on a stream
That fell off the latest edition
Of yesterday’s news.
Those letters spiraled down-
Those letters just disappeared.
A mug of Echinacea tea holds me in it
And we both go down too easily.
Drinking hot tea on a humid summer day
A new path to explore.
Something to make bad things disappear-
Everything just disappears.
It’s so hard to see with a beam in my eye;
It’s harder to pull it out by myself.
I could fashion that beam into a ship
And sail it around the world
Searching for the island where
I spied the last lonely vestiges of
A man I used to know.
I left that soul stranded.
I left that soul blinded.
I left him dancing in the moonlight
Like a mad prophet
With visions of beauty in his head.
With thoughts of salvation
Written on the back of his hand.
I left that soul hoping.
I got on the train ‘cause there’s nowhere to go
But it’s like comfort to be around
All the smiling people on their way
To their happy destinations.
It feels like family-
It feels like deception.
Someone speaks to me and I need to hear-
I think she said something about ‘hope’.
When I stare into the purity of her sky blue eyes
I feel like I’m falling into places
Where moonlight and starlight
Balance and burn so brightly.
I hope she knows the way.
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