Deserted Train of Thought
A train siren screams in the desert
Impoverished by strangers' intentions on board
Desert winds howl at a fictitious moon
As my door is rattling with ghosts without names
I jump into the passing train with my restless mind
What if I can't grab the handles and fall into the Abyss?
... Coyotes will devour my heart;
its heaviness will become theirs for Life...
Perhaps that's why they travel in Packs - to ease the pain
of lonely heart punctured by their canines
I see myself at the foggy window of a passing train
"Take me with ME !!! "
I cry as my train disappears in the water-sky of a Mirage...
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