The Badlands

The badlands do not address anyone
but the sky.
And their days together
are either too intimate to detect the
sweet nothings passing there
Or too formal for anything
louder than the tacit reverence
held between them.
The Rocks hold nothing, no one.
You could fall from the earth there
or jump.
The badlands and sky are not concerned,
not with you.
They are only concerned with becoming
denser and harder versions of themselves.
It's a good place to become yourself
without the normal busybodying of all the world.

mar 17, 09