“Eve of Eve (Train Ride Home)”
Technicolor light rail travels
Unravels speeds forth
Cosmic debris left in junket
Dropping off and taking on passengers at every stop
Sufficiently puddled muddled with orange glo
Souls turn experiencing trans and mediation from stillness to birth
The ceiling slackens it’s jaws enveloping iron crosses jaguars smoking tobacco
In the library below a children’s dreams and hopes
A winking nod you forgot now remembered in the half holographic haze
At clear peace with the afterglow
Words still dance being trailed before the cosmos
Nice juxtaposition super scenic
Feel like a rat who just played in a rainbow bath
Holding the door open for others
Audience squeegeed out
Trickling down steps
That exhale that pops your eyes out
Body rested after the nice stew
Ghosts in the forest awaits
Residual comet heading back towards earth
Time twisted bended
Murky julop spoonfuls pour over
Glares refracting diamondizing or so you would hope
Tendril extends arm in search for pearl
Omniwaverent vent flossing hypoglossal nerve
That little daily routine became a lifesaver
Never stayed out in the ocean too long always swam back in order to enjoy laying face first on a towel with salted ocean still caking my bathing suit sand on my back all gritty ready to meld my face with the warm sand
Cape May is on its way Chicken Parm at 8 number 55 rsvp
Battery running out 10% no probably 5 and draining
The gentle screeching of the night gallops beside these dreams
These techno magic sounds like you opening your electronic mail
Ticket takers talking amongst themselves
Overheard
The one with the smaller head he just turned 26 on Friday
Oh my god another Phish crowd tomorrow and it’s NYE
Aberdeen-Matawan station is next, Aberdeen-Matawan
Some people are losing their voice it’s like a little virus that’s going around
Aw she’s having a hard time a really hard time she was recording a song earlier over the rainbow
Not sure if it’s that song or the holidays first energy city my house is all electric so is mine
Ticket takers done talking
The train car passenger lights go completely dark at 1:21 a.m. but the train still glides
Worlds collapsing standing guard making sure no soldier left behind
A battflefront on unperforated terrain not very violent vividly lysergic
Bringing the trophy home well sported and ready for bed
Log cabin fires glowing plush carpet laying down
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