a train from state to state, moments strung together like round beads, you're getting ready for the long conversations with sun rays squeezing their way through bulletproof windows. sleep, sleep with the sun on your shoulders. lean on the comfort of knowing home exists somewhere on this fried/cold world. let the lull of the chug chug bounce you in that adult cradle, you've crossed past the state of emergency. leave it trailing behind like the steel wheels rolling over the wood planks held tight with their rusty nails. you've no use for the hate or the mindless chatter. reach for the brush and color it all away. look for the finger keys, type over the pointless noise. let the chug chug takeover your mantra, you're where you want to be.