Tahoe Mountain Road

shackled to a promise of flying
It is there at the top

as smoke rolls over
indifferent walls of granite
A forest of dead trees

aimlessly tumbles
Iron drips

in every breath
fights momentum
Bound to moulded metal

to wires and chain

to a promise
Push down

to ascend
to the last turn
a wall

    When its over, I hope that some thing carries through, even if the details a lost.

w e r n e r h e r z o g

WERNER
HERZOG
RENREW
GOZREH
WREHRO
ENREZG

today clouds formed in the dusking sky. It seemed so at least, but no rain fell. Instead, as I walked the dog in the waning sunlight, I

COME ON BEARS!

in this wilderness of bears, this wilderness of sea,
the      headlights        
diffuse                 through
nylon  wall,                        the fire
crackles               to
low                                        
voices                            singing secret sadnesses.

I am
tight in red stuffing,   my feet fighting the flannel
lining for air.

The bears are
grunting now, coming closer with            breath,
scratching the nylon,

and

we are asleep with murders in malevolent winds
white-capping the wide waters,               waking
sleeping seas to come crashing        over the tent
the bears are just there on the other               side
smelling the flesh  within roaring      now     and
licking their lips                    indifferently

they laugh before they enter

and Yet

I saw myself in 30 years on a road to winters. Spandex shorts, cankered beard, neon sleeves against the cold, heading in the same direction, a headwind, cadence slightly slower.

"Keep your head down," I said and looked at me with stern eyes.

"Keep moving. Forward." I replied and looked back at the road.

I misheard the lyric haiku

This big blue zero,
a hallowed and hollow ground,
floating in the dark.

YOU WON"T BELIVE WHAT THIS COMMENTER SAID ON INSTRAGAM!

let's take pictures of nothings
until death. of shadows and vhs
tapes. of tree tops and chrry
pits. let deaths
forget the nothings
of this. the tubes and and beds and babies. the mom and dad. let's take until there's nothing left.