the pancake train

it's hard to shake,

that image,

waking up with pancakes

on your mind.

large round

fluffy

pancakes

with a side order

of sausage links,

dripping in syrup,

fat pads of butter

melting at the top

of the stack.

it's like sex, once on

your mind

settles

on something,

and the match is lit,

it's hard to turn

that train around,

and go back.