On the train chaos spills from my pen
by busrx
· 24/02/2026
Published 24/02/2026 13:11
On the train, chaos spills from my pen,
a smudge on my palm, where ideas begin,
a graphite river, inked pathways defined,
a chaotic cartography of a racing mind.
Left-handed strokes that intertwine,
a messy tapestry, quick thoughts on the line.
Each mark is a rush, a plea to be free,
these blackened impressions, they capture me.