i am in some new space, so raw and ill defined
boundless, i can see the horizon up close and yet very far
i’ve been so far from home and only getting further
what strange landscape is this, all gravel and rocks and wind
dead trees and cracked pavement, twisted road
all for comfort, all this i find comfort
bleached sky, no trace of sun
just endless white, the ghost of a dying moon just to the left
have i always been here all along, is this where the roar comes from?
have i finally come home, to this place, to this barren place?
jagged edges and plains wide and spectacular, impossible on the eyes
hard surfaces and forever, dust and life eternal
ageless in the face of pain, of sorrow, of happiness, and rage
as if it all began and ended in this scorpion’s tail
perched before my lips, akin, kin, little brother, little sister
is this where i’ve always belonged? have you missed me?