writters block

oooh

up

up. up

up. up

up

up

up. up

up up up!

up! up! up!

up i

up i

up i step

up i walk

up i climb

to the platform

on which i await the arrival of the

black liiiine

2000 the abstract nighttrain that should be arriving

in approximately eight complete lifetimes

do you dig that

on

track number one

or is it my one track mind?

with the same two hundred funky people packed together

on one car that seats sixty

reminiscent of the middle passage only now we

gliiiide

over oceans of steel

and at the speed of light

from the window

in my eye

i can't see

damn! brother

excuse me brother

would you mind not dripping your umbrella into my lap?

now where was i? what

change to spare?

man you better change your mind

change your plan

change your attitude

change your ideas to change your position

as i change my seat

and i change the channel on my watchman

just in time

special guest

the roots

on the

soulllll train!

john coltrane and chinese food is my date for the night

with that woman

with that girl

with that woman

with that lady

with that woman

with that child

child i'm honey

honey-child

and i gots ta

gotta

gots ta

gotta gots ta

gots ta gotta gotta get ready

ready ready to go

read-read to go

going

going

going

going

going

going

going

gone

damn!. i missed my stop. writters block

hah!