All of the miles bleed
Into one road,
Red and blue lines
Spiderweb out
Like veins and arteries,
Across the screen
Directing me out
To the distant limbs
Of the city
And back again,
To your beating heart,
Quaking against me
As I fall asleep,
To wake again,
The quiet streets shaking off the night
And pulsing to life.
Spaceman's Pancakes 