Keflavik at Dawn, Post Dissolution
i once read
crossing an ocean
divests you from
any source of
heartache
that remains
on the far shore
south of
the airport
a modern
aluminum
footbridge
spans two
continents
both sides
are sulfuric
lava-rock
wastelands
i step across the metal planks
hovering above the black scar
of diverging tectonic plates
giddy, shaky
sleep-deprived
i do not know what
i expect to find
on the other end
i once read
that the universe
and all its energy
are an eternal loop:
growth
equlibrium
decline
dissolution
growth
i am part of it all
in old leather boots
gazing down
from a bridge
into nothing
Ölfusá River
in raw, glacial streams
nature rinses her paint brush
lead-gray water swirls
The Skeptical Flock
all animals judge!
people who think otherwise
are delusional
