Cuddle a Memory ~ Wednesday, April 29, 2026

On the train with me, this I imagine

Only, imagine, I am so lonely
no one but Leila understands this trip

the Amtrak to California, two days
hungry, tired, while her face, so comely
except, she is just a dream, just a name

train rides across the countryside, a blip
remains in my brain, my thoughts in a haze
all alone, except for Leila, a dream
in a rocking coach chair, who can I blame
not CIA/FBI ignorance

with no sense of consequences, who cares
in this world, these conditions, take a chance
that mistakes happen, an event, who bears
honest accountability, I scream

murder never makes anything better
except for the tabloids, I read the news

this trip is my duty to visit mom
honestly, if she could knit a sweater
in her youth for my dad, now that is love
still, I know that I cannot sing the blues

I am a success at failure, da bomb

imagine, I am with Leila, alone
maybe she is a real woman, above
all the politics, but what does she do
given she is online, from time to time
if she dabbles with black magic, a pew
nearly worn away, or dabbles in crime
everyone needs love, give the dog a bone

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