[€uroMeinke]

Speeding towards walls
And center dividers
We circumnavigated
The Compass Points of PV

No t-t-t-time for T-T-T-Torrance
We passed the non-existent landmarks
Of our childhoods' and past lives'
Where we arrived at our destination

Not the one planned
But the one we needed to find
Where we could open the portal
An descend the cliff face

Trespassing on snakes
Stumbling over rocks
We gazed into the primordial womb
Of sea and starry sky

Here we gathered up our sins
Our fears, our insecurities
And whatever else had come
To weigh us down

We lifted them -
Some taking a parting tastes -

And cast them, modestly,
Into the darkness

The portal now closed
We could not get to the lost city
Its masked guardians
Watching

Peeking from walls
From behind trees
Or in their branches
They escorted us home

Was it a dream?
It should have been.
But the sand in our shoes
Tell another story