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