through
a scratched, thick window
I see my muse
stretched out seductively below me
transparent foam clouds
worm etchings that are our roads
and towns
red algae consuming mountains
sulphorously
quartzite hills glimmer silver
by black impressions in sand hills
gray slate dust falls heavily,
white snow capped majesty
up here,
everything looks ancient
iron valleys
and rock waves frozen
up and down
the great heights
silt tributaries run everywhere, nowhere
blue to dazzling white
mountains like ideas exist in the distance
unrecognized land forms
are stone animals stretched out to death
striations
of wind batter the base
of marble statues
the horizon bubbles black, gray,
white to slight purple
shapes with no names
tiny, insignificant cities
buried in time and sand
gasp for air before disappearing
in history
streams
from far away hills
rush frozen waters
to desert death
awaken to the mineral mist
and the froth of low lying clouds
with cities thrown down by God
into mud-boulder dust obscurity
from up here,
I see the evolution of the world
and color
shadowed
squares and rectangles
mark towns
where I have never been
ghost towns
our shining jewels of the land
snow caps and insect cars
the land glows with the spirit
green tops of trees
push their way above mountains
into amazing blue
lime makes
love to coal
soot covers everything
dirt slides rule the valleys
canyons hold secret chasms
of pure glacial water
sun creates
phantasmic bubbles
and turns on diamond lights
at the bottom of the ocean
the sea, unmoving,
sways gently
waiting for the whale
white-gray
of sea and sky
marry to form beautiful
shimmer waves
all encompassing
the orange sphere plays games
with the airplane steel
the etched shoreline reaches out
and strokes ocean spray
onward to the empty deep
then, the
unnatural city
with it's every space consumed
appears