Riding that train
by the sea

there's this bustling crowd
in a handful of moments
but they don't have to swallow
their tongues to be heard
i hate public transportation
but i love you
to continue dreaming
another passing fad
Flashing red jewels
thank you to the end
of sweet smelling roses
that were their lips

Written May 29, 2001, 10:24 pm
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