placebo effect
traveling south and back north — of lasting marks — horizon and ever-changing line dividing water and sky — heaven and earth. glimpse of light on the rocking daily voyage to this mecca — silent lay these tiers of hierarchy on soft layers of air — cotton — protected by polypropylene and glassine.
here are the travels — and another to be taken — softly on air, packed tight and ready for storage.
3a departure
waking in the dark. silence. the clouds dark, sky vacant overcast shadows. new moon only days old. this monthly pilgrimage awakes the beast, tires the weak, strengthens the months pass.
winding down the wet roads, then brightness rising over the cast against the mountains — at times they seem purple, perhaps lavender mixed with panes grey — awaking dew, humidity — evaporating mist.
as i fade back to a sleep-like state i maintain awareness just enough to stay between the lines on i88. mountains, valleys, potholes — remnants.
long time coming… home
i wake and leave. early. dark. the sunrise spectacular. purple in front of a magnificent pink and red and yellow. time found solace in the morning of the magicians. air filled what smoke didn’t. revving. awaiting.