Drove out into the plains

by way of heaving bluffs

labor pains from out of the city

from out of the haze of the razing city we rushed

And dreamt of things that I’ll never remember

Lost among the things I will


from out of my blazing brain those dreams did whisper


Stepped out into the blinding sun

by way of throwing off shadows

naked mindedness from of the dark

stymied and shivering through rivers and arks

and cusps

of wander