I have to go round the back
to arrive, to drive, cupboard,
what I want to talk, to shout, push,
because I, it's a big map,
I can't get, can't reach,
my teeth, the things out of my mouth,
the pages in my head, the long taste,
that I want to hammer, hold, grip, throw,
It's like a different train, boat,
I'm at bedtime.
The brain finds ways to say what it means.