Wednesday, January 1, 2014

My New Year's Desolations

I imagine you'll be much taller
than the 6 miles ahead of me,

what have you been staring at
facing the canadian border
all these million years,
do you even realize there's a silly
line there now, that it's draw on
paper maps by men?

What is Hozomeen trying to say?
Is there anyone listening?

Joe said he's going to conquer you.
Can any man conquer a mountain?
Or does the mountain yield its secrets
to those worthy enough to seek its embrace?

I don't know about any of that, I guess maybe we'll
find out, or we'll try at least,

I imagine we'll try.

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