Talk

I talk. Slowly, I talk.
Each word just catching the train of the last
Linking

Join the train of thought,
But soon,
because we're leaving the rails,
helicoptering to infinity where all journeys end
but odysseys begin

I talk and ears prick,

I talked till the cows came home,
Hell !
I talked the cows into coming home.
They joined my train of thought,
And that cattle train, overcame the farmers aim,
And in a frenzy fled.

A wild stampede
indulging long lost
Crazy bovine wanderlust.
Friesian Freedom.
Herds running wild
In memory of their forebares.