The Destination
The lights come closer.
Like a distant reality.
The engine screams its name.
It's here finally, and I jump in.
I jump into this nowhere train.
It's got no destination.
Nobody on board.
It's got no purpose to serve or be served a railroad.
It's a train to nowhere. A train to nowhere.
Beware, it’s a train to nowhere.
It needs no station,
coz it ain’t kno where to go.
Stop. Start. Stop and go.
It's all a part of the plan.
Right left up down.
It's all but the same.
You won't ever recognise this nowhere train.
2 comments:
DEEP STUFF... NOWHERE TRAIN AND ALL
Nice...now follow me. Openly.
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