Nonsensical Shit Rambles

I've evaporated twice
and came back as dew
on morning grass.
 
Gone by noon.  
 
My mind is like Grand Central Station
one train goes and another pulls in
and a million thoughts run through,
just to leave, again.
 
I was just thinking about thoughts  
and they galloped away
because they didn't want me to tell
anyone. Especially you.  
 
Now we're back to dew
waiting to evaporate again.