against the dark stream of immaculate highway
with the heat blowing me behind glass
beautiful and numb lights, speed
spread my body down on the back of earth
heavy and ageing, I shall not be released, my dreams scatter
I shall not escape the ignorance of our shared real
the broken tax of liquid betters
innocent and murderous
Rock and mountain, I know the wind is cold tonight
cave, you know I would turn away from them forever,
the flowers floating in the water, washing me away,
the hills releasing their answer,
the sleeping night with a star in her hand,
singing the wordless miracle
heaven around me, tis you I love
crow in the fog
the places without people
emptiness
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