running --c&c

Across the wide grass running
A thousand meters high
The red cloud at sunset
Burned in back of my mind
Everything halting
Like statues on a train
The mumbling of passengers
Who never said hello.
The place reeks of poetry  
And bad investments
Sawdust in the corner
Like robbery
And holding nothing dear
They come rumbling to a stop
Apocalyptic pencil shavings  
and crumpled newsprint
The empty seats stare back at you
All those mornings yesterday
Came back in a rush
More horses in the rain
Running from thunder.
Concrete follows
Like a lean dog
In the undergrowth
Grinning with  panic
The pain stumbles after
Hobbles the mind
Fetters the blood
A small dream
 Of rabbits in the garden
Tattooed  cats
And words  
that crystallize in the sun.
I’m letting this get away from me
Because you were with me then
And we both had something in our eyes.
It almost gets you going
when you think it cant get worse
then the running happens
everything crashing after
just because the words didn’t fit their meaning.
There’s no need for you in the room tonight
this blue baby
catch your breath.
Leave us alone we bury our own.
Now the rain can come.
I really was crazy.
Everyone said I was.
Now it’s true.
You know whatever happens, they’ll come back to this moment.
I waited all these years, thinking it would be all right.
They are gone.
It never was all right.
Abandoned.
And why should I care.
You never see light like that in the city.
Always staring at the sky –till the needle breaks and splits like fire in the night.
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There were a lot of 'thoughts' when i wrote this.
mostly I was trying not to think. (I think to much sometimes-not enough when it matters)

I'd like to know what people see here in terms on meaning (if any) and what parts you think work together (or Don't belong)
If you have some thoughts of Rhyme or Meter, ore even Punctuation and Grammar.
[Does it make any sense and if so –what does it say?]

Re: running --c&c

Sherab, I have had a couple of nights with very little sleep,Mum not well, hoping to get a better night tonight, so will come back to this when I am fresh tomorrow, initial read left me admiring the flow and the way you turned phrases around, but it also left me with questions, like who was abandoned?, The blue baby,  sad loved one, or literal, it felt a little disconnected in places, yet good flow in others, struggling to comprehend but that may be because I am a country bumpkin, rather than city type. In some areas you have normal capitalisation and in others capitals on every line, which tends to separate where there is no separation.
I particularly liked this twist, ( how we kid ourselves } -
whatever happens, they’ll come back to this moment.
I waited all these years, thinking it would be all right.
They are gone.
It never was all right.

and -
Across the wide grass running
A thousand meters high
The red cloud at sunset
Burned in back of my mind