road

I could lie down and sleep beside this road
that runs off into haze
and disappears. The unsowed

banks of land spread till my gaze
cannot find a material
from which to spin the fallows. A mountain weighs

like God’s reticence, presses aspherical
silence on the edge, in half-disclosed
lines. It satisfies my soul.

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