Magic Ways

Chapter 8

I saw an old lady Die this morning
 next to the rail tracks
  exactly where I walked
   a couple of minutes before.  
Magic Ways are like empty
 Cereal Boxes in a Fantasy
  Grocery Store.Where people 
  who cares about pancake syrup goes.
5pm cho cho train, nothing about
war on the radio, probably the producers
are discussing where the next 
  one is going to be.
In the meantime since I follow wars
 like if they were soccer matches,but
I must admit that soccer doesn't amuse me or like it. 
I decided to get a War gun, there's something
about gun fights and following beat in them.
 That I wanted to learn about, like the pattern
of a snake skin tells the death of their victims,
probably War sounds are  like 
 the Death Angel's Jazz band jamming
  late at night in a private party 
   at the Queen Castle.
Death Angels aint really evil creatures
 are actually cool beings moving close 
  to the negative space where Death Happens.
like the vultures showing where the WindSnakes are.
Everything goes around rails lately
 timing the Blue Train 
  until gets here at Full Moon.
Steam Locomotive arent in use any more
 but trains are a pure movement manifestation.
like everything else, like the clouds
being pushed in the sky by the winds.