Yabba Dabba Doo

When i do fall asleep, its the same reoccuring dream or nightmare depending how its viewed…
based on real events though, i guess its just an old ghost who refuses to go quietly in the night
im wandering around the NJ PATH station on the Manhatten side lost in the station
with the same saxophone player bouncing notes off the platform walls
the way to the street is caged off
revolving gates are sharp blades
the only way out is along the train track
echoing with the same notes from the saxophone
a train line to New Jersey or the Flintstones…im not sure which is worse



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