soul transfigurations
i drive along the
two way roads
continuous forward.
rails slip by while
you took stock in sleep.
i played the radio softly,
looking at scenery
as a soon forgotten past.
i put to rest the fire with smoke
and coughed up a crystal lung.
its my engineering that brought us down,
soul transfigurations.
memories become amnesia-
acting like you don’t know.
and while this may be going down smooth,
it won’t stay for long-
bulimic spouts and weight melts
all caught in the wind storm.
you think i am lagging,
i run to catch up.
there are open seasons
to keep populations from over-shrinking.
i can’t get enough therapy.
your eyes beat fast-
light adjust.
your turn to drive
continuous forward,
forget all the signs
and move on to this road-
it takes us somewhere we will want to know.