I sent my invitation 

to the voices in my head

Then emptied out my mind

to weigh on what they said

 

I’m musing my responses

I thought I would be fine 

But I’m falling out of kilter

at least one step behind 

 

I’m standing where I should be

But it’s empty space and time

And nowhere is a place 

Where there is no paradigm 

 

So is this a destination  

Or a train to distant shores

Is my mind a platform 

With an open carriage door

 

Do I listen to the voices

And relate to what they say

Or pull myself together 

And board the train today