whispered lineage

Vortices of cars on hi-ways a perpetual motion that never arrives. The impatience queues in the fast-food joints. Pre-emptive lovers’ gasp seeking white-haze of release. The earth, with moon, who turns light-years describing her strange histories.

Everyplace you are

holds the promise of being

elsewhere

and each new arrival becomes somewhere

you never reach.

California 2002