Runaway Train

A poem

Dylan Skurka
Scrittura
Published in
Jul 20, 2023

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Photo by Konstantin Planinski on Unsplash

My state of mind right now is a runaway train
Racing on fumes of uncontrollable anger
Its engines churn in a fierce cadence
Ringing in my ears, breaking the sound barrier

The window pane
Stained with hydraulic mist
Projects totems of neglect
Rotten oak, yellow grass
Shapeshifting phantasmagoric images
I wish I could forget

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Dylan Skurka
Scrittura

Just someone who likes writing about the philosophy of music and the music of philosophy.