Train of Thought

This poem is about hallucinations.

They were endless in your mind weren’t they?
These words that ran still and deep
They swam around your brain constantly
Lulling you in waking, like some daytime sleep

“Darling, you obsess me” is what you said to me
Cancel that I thought, as if in a dream
“Jezebel my love, still waters run deep,
Now run along, skip away and leave me to think”

Thinking, thinking it never ceases
Runs along cerebral creases
Tracing lines and scrawling lines
Til one day they see these signs

You feel they should’ve been neon really
Standing back behind your head, blinking.
They should’ve known the criteria, diagnostics by heart
Before all that, before all this could even start

But I won’t play the blame game now
I can’t complain, I’m not sane now.
Look at all the advantages as they seem
You don’t need to close your eyes to dream.