Land of Wheat and Whale Clouds

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Eastern Oregon wheat field and cloudy day

LAND OF WHEAT AND WHALE CLOUDS

Soon that fence will crumble
and let me walk
into that land of wheat and whale clouds
where I can pretend how free
I am.
My lips form patient words
for the silly dying
of weeds and dreams and illusions
that make my eyes fill with salt.
Gratitude that I know
I’ll never get to walk there
and I’ll never have to be brave
and never have to be honest.
Because I have words
that will get lost in those whale clouds
that sink below the blunt little hills.
Such a relief
that I kept them inside
where no one has to make polite faces
over the ordinary agony
expressed.

 

 

note– found this tucked away, as you do. It was one of several versions. 

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