pack your bag

desperately to
tread clear waters

desperately to
float dear skies

despairingly to slide meridional
lines from station to station

(at human speed
though how to measure?)

in ambient
if only to tramp twilight longer it would be OK

(they could be)

past beings and futuristic in cinematic beguile
we’re gonna be here for a while wishing for


joystick joystick joy
enough for the heist to begin