Pins and Needles

This is not a Song 2 by Blur

 I might stumble but hold on,
While I take this breath;
I’ll finish before I embark upon
My verbatim galore of words.


The next stop comes slowly…
Before I take this nap
On my seat, in a night train,
In a trundling carriage. 



The listlessness has been enough,
I have struggled in its coma for long
And before I close this book
I shall wait to know why I waited.



Sobering smokes in a claustrophobic space
Eyes stung, I knew, while I squinted!
Except a wisp of consciousness,
They were all asleep in slithering waves.



And then a bell ringer rang their bell
I heard from my night train that sailed 
My listlessness left me
With pins and needles…



“Is it daylight or night?”
My throbbing mind
Bursting at its seams



Oh isn’t it the same sphinx?
The same riddle?
To see what your eyes don’t see?
With pins and needles
That my listlessness left me.

Reviews

[ErinLovesYou<3]

Hmm, I'm having a hard time interpreting this one... it's quite mysterious but I did like it to some degree.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the photo and the words. The strong description gave the poem reason and purpose.
"The listlessness has been enough,
I have struggled in its coma for long
And before I close this book
I shall wait to know why I waited."
Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[T.W. Early]

unique and very original!