From Granite To Sand
i see the city from a high drift
all those shimmering lights
somewhere out in that sea of halogen and high wattage
you exist
i have an idea where
but i'm not certain
the man-made horizon seems to shift
like a lazy breeze
sauntering through it
the mitochondria in my neurons
seem to sway with this motion
malfunctioning just a bit
as i feel your essence
but i am lost
and am but a mere cipher
on my lofty perch
a ghost swirling about in the air
ephemeral wisps caught
in the spines of the cacti
as i
look for hallowed grounds
should i go and excavate
the sidewalks that are traversed by the dead
in search of the occasional light
that shines from the eyes
of a cognate soul
or
should i go home
and lament over all the love lost
twisted over some fantasy of eternal
unquestioning love
the wind pushes
so now i'll just go where the metal box
with an accelerator and a steering wheel
takes me
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