Mind Your Brain

If you are abecedarian-minded

This thought is not for you

Kept taut, it vibrates

In arpeggios

Humming the brain

In discordant cantatas

As it races on train track rails

Hot as goldfire

Glinting the sun as it derails

Pieces fly

Parts launch

Into the sky tinted

A mocking blue

Physics and gravity pay their due

To this thought now shattered

Like Humpty Dumpty

Where are the king’s men?
Gone fishin’, no matter

We’ll hook up a thought-train

Just like the last one

On calamitous rails

‘Neath a mind-blinding sun

Author's Note

This piece is very recent and much more experimental than my previous work. I'm trying to center it around a blurry vignette; does it lose any meaning in this way? I'm aiming to envoke a feeling rather than a clear image for the reader.