day 60 | ‘out the window’

November 13, 2011. Amtrak

i love riding the train
taking hugo to see my parents in davis
we’re on the upper level of car two

things that give you permission to be lazy:
fishing
riding a train
waiting for a guy

passing ship yards, freight yards, junk yards, backyards

cows and calves by a little lake
beach ball that went over the back fence and was never retrieved
a totaled car under a canopy
trampolines in back yards with dead lawns
sofa tipped over by a bush on the side of the road
‘for rent’ sign leaned against a shed
rows of alfalfa surrounded by reservoirs
two ski-doos on a trailer covered with a clear plastic tarp
power lines continuing forever
the end of a dead-end street
2 television sets face down in a ditch
a windmill
goats feeding outside a drooping barn

this pen is running out of ink
train whistle as we near the station
“ladies and gentlemen, our next station stop is approaching”
“one, two, four and five are the exit cars”