I'm on a different train altogether now,
- a brand new train of thought.
This one's a lot more shaky though,
To get back, on steady track, I ought.
To return to reliability,
Have peace of mind; on time.
Yet I see myself diverging,
To a more poorly engineered line.
As perspectival demons haunt me,
I try to work - to no avail.
And as my train reaches the station,
I know I'm going off the rails.
A.C.
(Photo credit: Xander Lloyd (real-odd-shutter.tumblr.com))
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