Poem (32) - Brain Travel

Head hurts. Suppose to be writing my interpritations of a Robert Frost poem.. not writing more of my own. Gr.


~Brain Travel~

Check sanity at the door
Wander the ragging floor
Pass between thoughts
Clash between dashes

Welcome to the brain
Read the signs that remain
The rest are covered red
From the verbal battle spread

Whoops, there goes another
Never to catch the train together
Passing station nine forever
Always rushing, never stopping

Welcome to my little world
Ruled by paraphrasing swirls
I’ll never understand the pattern
Unless it slows down to a splatter

Heading out so very soon?
Here’s a hand to help you move
Past the flinging abstract idea
Wouldn’t want to kill you leaving