Drifting: A Liminal Space

I find myself
lost again
struggling for 
breath
in a closed up
car,
riding on a road
not yet built
invisible
between two cities
The undrawn 
map - (and breath)
take shape
in the dark,
outlined
by the headlights.
The search party 
won't come
until I
am found

from Mapping The Wilderness

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