this land
improbably
impossibly
flat
wind swept
scarred & scoured
this sweet sweet snow
unspoilt
unsoured
alone, eighty miles an hour
alone, eighteen wheels & plowers
aghast, a vision:
(funeral flowers)
alone, sixty miles an hour
this land
this impossibly flat land with:
grey skies
grey horizons
grey & bleak
grey mystique
opaquely, the horizon teases me
the sky is not falling, the grey
reaches out to itself. folding it-
self into itself. forever folding it-
self into itself. forever & ever
[amen]
* * *
this land
this grey & flat, improbable land
alone, fifty miles an hour
afraid of those eighteen wheelers
afraid of those mighty plowers
afeard them funeral flowers
alone/bleak/hope
(stirring)
wheels
(whirring)
snow
(blurring)
eyes
(furring)
[reverse that] snow
furring
eyes
blurring
blurring
blurred
blur
woo-hoo
a pale sun seals the monochromatic
envelope that surrounds me. a prodigal
son returns home. will he again go
aprodigaling?
tis not a question of if,
but when
i yearn for the open road
i yearn for the open thing
i yearn for the thing
i yearn for the(e)
i yearn for
i yearn, egads!
eighteen wheelers runnin' three wide
rubbin's racin' (that's what they say)
a plower, mighty, mighty plower
turned on its side (let's call it a day)
this grey
improbably impossibly improperly
gray
both fade
improbably impossibly & properly
to black.
windswept & scarred
& scoured & still
(unsoured)
alone, thirty miles an hour
alone, twenty miles an hour
alone, twentythrity sloshing
alone, tiresomeless tossing
alone, dreaming of you
(in color)
(not grey)
(not solo)
unalone, with dreams of you
unalone, always with you
* * *
awake/alone/aghast/aside
i-90
madison, wisconsin
sends its greetings