December 18, 2000
never mind
Tonight her voice said south dakota
you will travel through the winter

barely seen through frozen water
barely trickling in slow motion

with a barely humming engine
with a barely breathing driver

where the road lacks habitations
where the light bulb is a landmark

that persistent foolish matchstrike
that damn single stubborn sparkler

point so pointless
sight so senseless
road so endless
loss the landmark
dark the distance

illuminating nothing, I am traveling to nowhere
on the black road white road ice road

still moving

moving

moving

going east

or

going west

it doesn't matter