text: Nothing’s ensconced
  Nothing’s entrenched
  Nothing’s entangled or twisted or wrenched
  Everything smoothly flows right through my head
  What I hoped might linger is swept off instead
  Tunnels and channels and chasms and rifts
  Shiny smooth streams and unclimbable cliffs
  I see you there ever so slowly being drawn to the sea
  As if by some signal that’s unheard by me
  I stand on a featureless sheet of blue stone
  And then for one instant I’m not quite alone
  Your hand is extended but then you rescind
  And you like my thoughts are borne off by the wind