The water is not waiting for you
Quickly through the expanse only watching the rocks
Falling into the dust The prairie haunts and calls
The prairie wants to take back its teeth
The prairie wants to bite into you
The prairie is not waiting for you
Fashioned expanse on the velvet
No more sneakers No more hats
I come back listless I come back to save nothing
The mountains are not waiting for you
Structured crumble expanse
My backyard hosts the afternoon
Like a room full of party favors
I fall into the tea chest in the tree
I sit on the reclining dirt chair
I pour grass into my mouth as
The mountains expand
The antelope is not waiting for you
It knows where to go
The goose is not waiting for you
It knows where to go
Endless expanse is still there
But it is not waiting for you
Not waiting for you to dig
Not waiting for you to claim
Not waiting for you to settle to the bottom
It wraps you in its own vortex
Cleaning you.