open heart surgery

75 over roads
hardened with the past
so we can drive forward, future-bound;

a map’s line of the prairie, now
me the plasma, it the veins –
traveling through tinderbox plains,
great with light and dark, at recess
&
expanse;

playing with distance
sway & wind –
an ocean
waves of ingrained
splashes of tumbled-down
gods

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