on the train a nice surprise, someone playing classical guitar. put my walkman away, remove the plugs from my ears. guitar licks and an early morning train ride has lulled the crowd.

cool morning air and long low tracks, orange-red leaves and notes calming overworked brain cells...

out whips the little black talking horn. up goes a voice, placing bets, gambling...

in comes the conductor to shush the musicman...now the ride is accompanied by selfish sound waves...

hey mr. conductorman, "i would have much rather listened to the guitar, then the cell-phone talk that sat down next to me"