seven fours, three trios

first diesel came through cuba long possible hard stream to memphis gravel on the edge of that black water white flowers till that river black motel like making groceries at drake's on saturday but no new lectronics of the sun. gotta get home to that light by box car, slip through cotton plant at night between the track and the river, short sleeves but mo'nin' like a man with a movie camera, but he took that hat off mystery dead slate brought back with friction. the sound of the horn makes the flat ones skim till the edge and sharpen it then red then green then dyad then severed              politically man                 dwells down here                in cubie      that same train from dave cash the central valley. wood water asphalt steel pine tremor flint michigan. fresh desert (cleared wood), out from the center wheel but deep in that high social cotton, social ground, I don't know when, whistle smoke drive on this diesel came thu kingsland then dyess on severn trumpeters thought about gabriel maybe they heard it like sunshine honey bee heard it like sunshine baby b mine like sunshine rosetta tharp