once upon a time there was a late night train. it rolled through the city like frieghts with wieghts. the city wasn't a large city. it was about mid sized, large enough to explore one midnight, small enough to not get lost.
it reminds me of seattle..but we're not in seattle. we're in a city with no name. it has a name but we're not naming names. it's late out, 1 am. there's a hat resting there upon a seat which someone had left. if it were right it would take a right right to the left of a women sitting right next to it. i don't believe it's her hat though. it's a gentleman's hat. the lights of the train rail way go in and out. flashes of scenery go by. the quiet roar of the train mimics the rhythem of a train. it's an electric railway. if it were any other it would be a new century train with train tracks which were relatively new but older. the hat rivets back and forthe until it falls off the seat. the end.