#203 i am not where i am

my mountain heart beats windowless against the plains ohio indiano stretchmarks cut in by trains all sad in browns and grays sometimes in the morning a wall of clouds fuchsia and orange spill up on the horizon and for a moment i am deceived we are not who we are i am not where i am and i’ll never be toledo never be toledo never toledo never i am going backwards in time dragged forward blind a sailor’s grave on the prairie red and blue spiderwebs and me a moth we are not who we are i am not where i am and i’ll never be toledo never be toledo never toledo never bhagiti 11.9.07 perrysburg, oh