Thursday, June 4, 2009

Travel Guide for the Confused Tourist

Here I am

in uncharted depths;
I think I’ll hail that disappearing yacht

or reeling in the desert
flag down my endless ride to nowhere.

Seeking shelter from depth
I could drown in any errant riptide

or shrivel to dust and somber song
and vanish in a boundless heaven.

So I carry my compass and star chart
to show me wherever it is

I ought to go
though I wonder when

l get there how I’ll sort out
trackless desert from fathomless sea.

1 comment:

  1. Nice meeting you on Friday night. I also "have no idea where or when or why I am."
    Must run in the neighborhood.

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