(thre's a story forming in my head, just give me a few more day to flesh out some of the details. Here's a terrifically bad poem to hold you till then)
Word Train Trip
I’m barely on approach and the light turns
Green – your eyes on me
Piercing the darkness the light
Turns to yellow. I got lost
In thought, you’re always on my
Mind your Ps and
Cues the orchestra for the last
Act like you know my
Secrets kept hidden away from the
Public schools promote sex
Education is free in America the
Beautiful even if you think you’re
Not another car on the entire
Road to Damascus
