TheBanyanTree: Re: Thebanyantree Digest, Vol 3, Issue 20

[dsoul of gabber]

waiting for that train
indian style on the platform
warm summers breaze blows from the west
beautiful blue sky
alone a working man walking down the tracks
keep hearing the rolling of the tree
but not a train to be seen
calm sunday peace 
laughter sounds from the other path platform
families and friends
cell phones adventures of nonsense and random being
Newarks skyline looms in the northwest
a cluster of bricked buildings
decorate the plane
slow it goes
the chirp of a bird is heard
cars, motorcycles, noise
throughout this day
green trees filled out with leaves
lost song of the train whistle
the wait
leaves
a taste of the wrong train
on a track 
one step away
brighten the day 
then fades into night
travelers 
romancing 
each other with their eyes
settled in a train seat
and let all these things 
roll right before me
young eyeballs wih the sharp tongue that cuts
through the imAginary ego
your shoes arnt tied and liquor looms in the air
taken apart the puzzle peace by peace
a random stop on the train track
a train of orange cars
with conveyer belts
running parraleell
old brakeman buildings
along the way
the river cutting itself behind my eyes
bridges and congestion
the world left behind 
a child sleeping on his mothers lap
gently she strokes his head
must be quikfast this trip
come home let it rip
itself apart
from the distant roar of the green monsters
all things are kept secret
my friend
please waste away the day
with drunkeness and keeping it real
snake mountain and the cut of the cult
imagination and the beach
leatherbound book 
smokestack factories chemical laundry
sunburnt and blistered with her little sister
along this way
potatoes are sweet
snaked a seat faraway from the pink beast
with a look in her eyes of maddness
from the everlasting solitude of gentleness that
exists
from the touch of her kiss
on a day that was made
smiled and shook my head
onward again
painted fences and all the lost sentences
that never rymed left behind
a decaying mind from the nonsense
powerful as ever and ever will be 
from the swill of the poured beer bottle's bottom
free for moments of forgotten time
cant ever explain the peeling skin from my face
tried to blast off on that abstract rocket ship
off into space
children playing on a section of bars
that make this train
grove street stop 
boppin never stopping this flow of words
filled up pages never made 
seperate and unseen 
the thoughts between the subject and predicate
disected realities of nonsensical absurdities 
receptors for words the brain has made
water and the way
lost daughters sad eyes drip tears she cried 
voodoo neckless of seashells
and the lost pearl stolen from the oyster 
that slept in the sea
now burried beneath the terra firma and green
whispering ways of the most silent scream
the child like ways of no other abandon
gentle brought from disaster
into anothers master snipers sight
tried to lack and go without
but couldnt maintain
so i left
and went out
tired
out 
days are spent dusted
in ways
meditate to take me away
meditate to disrupt this plane of thought
waste the oxygen with a million breaths
fuck up the stars
madder and brighter than anyones eyeballs
pages turned in this blur of reality
took and tweaked the mind to a point
i thought we would all die
trying my hardest to dissolve that reoccuring fear 
in a big ole glass of that bitter beer
did ya ever once have something that you really wanted
slowly it slipped with the comfort and the loose grip
the nagging of lezbians and fabian 
tried to fly
float they all did 
when they where kids with freethinking minds
trying to invent another nonchalant reality about
imaginary things
when the fat curls the legs and swollend ankels
muttering silent mutterings about jesus in the park 
nice breeze sparrows, squirrels, and pigeons
underground film 
sewar grate random people passing
this wait 
nonsense
made someone get up
from this nonsense 
of the unselfish act
lowered down into the depths of the caverns
of this quick 
slow roll of the unknown roll
busted berated devastated 
newspaper as scrappaper
bag of empty soda cans covered by flys
slowly get up and leave
15 minutes and counting bidgeted time of the ticked 
lost without the shallow lime filled sea
bubbles busting and squirles hustling cigerate smoke
curls the breese 
some old head crashed under a tree
religeon and the headcase woman with polka dot pants
forget the rest 
and keep the secret of the dogleashed realeased 
and leashed again
running free 
flying high
autos and taxis 
whizzin by
strolling through the echoes and mutterings of time
realeased the fuel on the jetstream
green bag with a redball inside
chinese girls with oriental rymes
hunted down and tracked away
as the horse delivers and swift kick in the teeth
silence abounds and everything seems to have stopped
dresses and messes 
peaced together with large breasts 
mistake and made anew with a thought the stars shine
made them mine
reflected backwards out of my mind
devastated the secret of the silent spraypaint
drizzled down from this psychodelic mushroom
comicbook of maddness
barelegs and redhair blubber covers the belly
and the smelly air of sweat
summers heat disovled the twinge of givin away nickels
for free
once set inside the stone
never will it sleep out of the ground 
looses its form
frown
of gravity and this abstract art of being
stuck on the ceiling with a cool thermal draft
poured a beer but didnt last
lean my back against the wall
stuck out 
screwed in
peace of the cartoon
that never ment to be seen
i face the whole train 
hat covered head
the dirty bed
sitting out on the street
delayed the beat
from the utter comes milk 
into the coffee it goes
breasts sunglass necklace 
that was forever kept around her kneck
seductive solitudes 
childish misgivings
i gave my heart to her
the flowers flipped away
silently this thirst for life
icicles in the summertime
legs parted this fire started
fear creeping over me
heads bopping 
nothing stopping the flow
of the creative being
a silouette curves the glass
a dim reflection of a thought
possibly a beer bellied chinese atheist 
taken away
stolen as a token 
mispoken for insanity
in all its glory
shoots up 
and dies
body left behind
but soul riding high
under the clouds of chaos
that misappreciates the unknown flowers of the homo
drifted apart
over time
one died and is now unbalenced
pretty sexy she is dressed 
inside her pants that curve with her ass
mall stopped
a drop 
hic cup
outside the solitude
the magnitude of a dilated eyes
before the mind drifted through realities of the
heroic fantasy
myths that abound
with a surreal sound 
old people 
young people 
thoughtless
legless
tooth mobile
from the dark shadows
lurks a beast with teeth gnashing misery
to whom ever it meets
upon the spare sea of the granuated salt shaker
one more stop
and then the change of trains
depart
sweat is made
forgoten is the bandanna of the agin hippie man
another wait made 
set loose among the stones piled in ruins
gentle oriental eyes
paint the sky
now 
with all the nonsense that persists
the gift the birds babbling tweets
with an autograph of color twisted sideways
and tilted the world looped upside down
cant walk
falldown and crash to the floor
mountains made of stone and grey
seen between the absurdities
smuggle away and twist apart this day
train smells like old school chocolate thai
bags that were bought in the past
daylight these path made rymes
took awhile before the fallen shadow shamen came
in with a shotgun blasted into air
covered in glass 
on the floor
where am i
 

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