AugPoWriMo 9

Driving the freeway for the first time since
I don’t even know how long it has been
Gives you the sense you are a resident
Of Earth not just the inside of a room
Or a mask you should keep above your nose
(Respiratory disease gets there too)
Altered landscapes make a new frame of mind
Beyond our reach in stationary chairs
Think of all the thoughts that have now been lost
Not only how many months it has been
Leaving us stranded astride of a hill
No matter how far you wish to follow
Will never let you catch the horizon
Once lost it’s impossible to find them