Leave No Trace
“It was just a laugh, just a laugh
It's whatever you say it is
In split infinities” Radiohead, “Decks Dark”
The road was empty that evening
the last one
split infinities
all I could see were those eyes
like a white tiger's
penetrating blue
all your wildness held in check
when they arrived at the zoo
it was armageddon
shouts from the shore
the band played loudly
we thought, for a New York minute
that it was a celebration
all going to be okay
but it was just a diversion
two paths diverging
each leading nowhere
winding as DNA, a double helix
twist back to the start
there’s a whisper in the forest
that outdoes the endless trumpets
whip-poor-wills
nightjars, singing in the softest
most mournful whistle
invisible as their bodies
hidden in foliage
it’s still there if you focus
a corruption of politicians
in diminishing returns
the indelible burn of footsteps
on soft plants
riparian zones, fragile soil
I say this not to hurt
only to remind you of what
you mustn’t forget
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