Upside down
leaving town
a vision to entice
dry, rocky terrain
they claim you’re insane
wilderness calls
broken record like
insistent whispers from the beginning
of time
drawn out watercolor fantasies
towards trails
clay and mud
cool under foot
gone for daze
a haze takes you away
like jet stream phase
the trip of a lifetime
in a moment in a day in a rising
and falling
of sun and consciousness.
