Shore Points

genius senses capture overlapping smeared & dazzling grids
 some trails expanding Juarez oceanic from Horizon City
 one day you'll say "you're peering top-down into me"
 when the light pollution parking lot cabals
 fall asleep in ice-covered cars far from the interstate
 a submerged home
 a snowbanked lane
 the smoke from a house fire
 refineries and water pipes
 Elizabeth's smog
 my friend, I pause to remember you
 I gotta root it so you know
 that it's human weeping through the dremel tool holes
 and shaking like a leaf beneath the covers
 even though you hold me
 exit for Shore Points
 I don't want to go to Spring Lake again
 'cause walking in a dream did this evil
 that's staying with me
 sodium vapor lamps reflect in spin-out strips of black ice
 cattails sway in the concrete
 the wood smoke transports me
 your small human sounds haunt the street
 is it a gas leak, the last unity