The train is the bluestravelling through back yardswhere scabs are exposed.
The train is what we hearat midnight unable to sleep.
The train is a penny placedon rusty rails behindthe strip mall and flatened.
The train is that distance betweenwhere we are and where we remember being.
I saw the inspiration for this ... wonderful that flattened blues note, like the penny on the track (hey I caught you mis-spelling!)
The most poetic an enjoyable comment, Helm.
Sitting in an internet cafe in the Munich airport, too early, flight not until 1120h departure for Oslo, so thanks both of you. This is a German keyboard. The Z is where the Y should be and everzthing else is different. Talk about kezboard dzslexia...Helm.
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