…I put my feet deep in the tracks that you made, walked behind you off into the wood. ‘we’ll know where when we get there’ you said, and we both knew we would. high above like a spider, the colors turning brown. freeways passing by us, I took yr hand and we knelt down. wheels paddle wheels paddle movement as we go, trees passing trees passing signs along the road. a view thru the trees to a couple in the snow, a view thru the trees to a couple standing in the snow. suddenly the trees were flashing by us, clouds reflecting fast across your eyes. we turned into a frozen meadow, the wind the only sound…
