Waiting on that caterpillar (metrorail)
At Gov’t Center with Noon,
casting shadow cloaks on plastic bag
champions. Just another bent marlboro
Red, bloody orange, “Mind the Gap” in England
Here just you better move fast,
no time for a turtles melodrama.
Hunger peels the paint, gum on the track
Who bought the life? The auction already over…
Purgatory with benches, at least theres a map
Caterpillar got no sense of time…
Yet, serenity fills the belly at 15 past
To see it come around the corner…
Que? Cluck the royal refugee people…
How about stolen incense? Just a 5 (dollar bill) for the dark faced Child.
These were sand people, no those slums don’t know the Jedi Mind Trick
will harbor the bourgeois at Brickell
Like the girl I once knew, so beautiful, manicured Mansions..Wait?
Was I late?
Did the Dream already leave the station?