A Long Train Ride

In another place

A time and space

In which I’m hopelessly unfamiliar

And stand out as rather peculiar

I can’t help but think how

I can’t stop thinking about you now

I’m running a different neural net

Running through my brain, yet

In a place far from the place we met

But really not all that far away

Just down a different kind of pathway

Just a couple of capillaries over

In another part of my brain

Saved from a lobotomy

Performed unbeknownst to this one

By a girl I thought I loved

She also cut out my tongue

At that point I had to turn

And run away

Away from the Surgeon

And get onto a train

For a long train ride

To another side of my brain

Someplace which might cause less and less…..

…..strain

I am sitting by the window

The train’s got a long way to go

It’s pulling out very slow

On the way out from the shitty Dutchy

Of Luxembourg

A few days ago I was in Strasbourg

After spending a night in a station

With the other junkies

And unmonied flunkies

Unable to buy anything

The Swissfranc is a strong currency

You see

That’s why they still haven’t joined the EC

Limiting to a select few

Of which I am apparently not

The potentiality

Of affordability

I’m in a pathway of my mind

Sitting around, being led by the blind

Trying not to lose my mind

Thinking about you and the crimes

I’ve committed

Cause I was once bitten

And now I’m twice shy

I hope you can stand a shy guy

It may not be your style

But I’m hoping, nevertheless, that I am

Or at least could be for a while

I’m only saying all this

Because I have nothing to think about

Actually, I do

I’m just in a state of mind

Where I’m not finding a reason to

Think about anything but you

This is a long train ride

To the center of my soul

A place which is becoming less and less……

…..Totally out of control