Pleiades

To seek the red dust of heaven with fistfuls of sky,
to gather impressions and assume lofty position
to imprison the earth
with quavering smile,
to be yoked with untenable chains of solemn regret
and symphonies of sparrow sorrow
in poetic folly,
I bear all unnamed consequences,
walking by signs to the road ahead,
wild wild wilderness,
I.