moving forward on a weft

at what latitude of myself shall i sleep
i could go south and more south
hibernate beneath this cozy walnut shell
or i could stretch stretch stretch the length of the globe
and wrap myself a shell, a blanket, an arm, a roof
around you and you and you


Pommes Frites said...

Lovely selections...I had to buy the few I didn't already own.

caramimi said...

oh, you will love them! perfect commute tunes.

Beezo said...

Pat Metheny is my fucking guitar hero. Talk about sketching dreamscapes.............

caramimi said...

yeah, pat metheny knows how to take you on a journey. there's this 70s/80s flavor to this that sets up the story, cuts to another scene, then gives you that melancholy ending that leaves you crushed.