Train
We left Erie, he and I.
But we both visit.
Today, we fly away, to LA,
together though unseen, unrecognized.
Yet he is here, I hear, he says,
and I believe, I listen,
as I hear the angels calling.
November 14, 2003
LAX, Los Angeles, CA
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