Sometimes my mind rumbles <br /> <br />like the lunacy train on track <br /> <br />passing joints, tat, tat, tat. <br /> <br />Trying to pen a few words to <br /> <br />capture the mumbles, <br /> <br />without passing a joint, ever.<br /><br />Jim Norausky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lunacy-train-1-different-joints/
