|down the track (standard:poetry, 137 words)|
|Author: Anonymous||Added: Dec 10 2008||Views/Reads: 1450/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|a train passes someone laughs|
Hat I saw you rushing past with your fifty mile an hour ears and eyes and nose all synchronized you looked my way and at my hat Then on you sped in your tiny little Train curving oh so far , far , far away along the track I could fit you and train and distant moon inside my hat and still have room enough for my blue guitar - and by the way , there was no copper glaze or crimson blur or blue or red of sky or hat you imagined of it all when sweeping past and further more and by the way, just as you passed, you laughed out loud I distinctly remember that , but who is laughing now further on down the track ummm... anyway it is now time to stop. Tweet
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