I board
this train of thought
and at once
the point of departure fades
the destination disappears
I see no tracks
no conductor
I would blame
my spaghetti brain
so easily distracted
by whim and caprice
but I suspect
even that diagnosis
is a distraction
In movies
train stations
are scenes of
joyous arrivals
sad departures
missed opportunities
As I whizz by
these cinematic moments
I must rely on imagination
to fill in the details for
I am off
to the next thought.