Listen!
TRAVELS WITH all of you take me with you I am your baggage in your travels and for this reason the there you keep moving towards will include me also where you have been all this time is a land I can know only through my collection of tattered maps I keep them close at hand I can study them under the single lamp I keep lit all night until they blanket every thought asleep beneath outdated landscapes lines faded till boundaries blur the blotches time scrawls at random make ranges lakes headlands fabled countries you never knew