A Wider View

Night roads widen, dream paths spread their branches. The Sandman is hobbled and can only watch. A tethered mind has spread fledgling wings. What appears to happen behind sleepwalking eyes is viewed from a fish-eyed drone - a stretched panoramic overview. Am I travelling or unrolling a future map? Major arteries become sea-lanes a melting landscape for the soul of the soul of the soul. In a distant radio speaker a voice recites the Koran in perfect Yiddish. I may have to awaken as a more concrete curbside if these night journeys keep mushrooming, enlarging these itinerate routes of reality.