Find that train ticket we lost...

I uploaded my Saltair photos to Flickr this afternoon and when I saw the photo below, I realized how much I like it and what an emotional response I have when I see it.

A bit of inspiration from Ani DiFranco's beat poem, "Self-Evident"

i'm looking out over my whole human family
and i'm raising my glass in a toast

here's to our last drink of fossil fuels
let us vow to get off of this sauce
shoo away the swarms of commuter planes
and find that train ticket we lost
'cause once upon a time the line followed the river
and peeked into all the backyards
and the laundry was waving
the graffiti was teasing us
from brick walls and bridges
we were rolling over ridges
through valleys
under stars
and then standing out on the platform
and feeling the air on my face

give back the night its distant whistle
give the darkness back its soul
give the big oil companies the finger finally
and relearn how to rock-n-roll
yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there
so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets
and clear the air

Summer of Love

The Grannies. The Ghetto. And me.