By the River

If you think you’re getting somewhere think again.
The muddy landscape ignores you…

There’s no button you can push
And though “you’re good with animals”

You don’t know them.
Here on a long trembling bridge

Of trade offs
One falls backwards

Into the emptying self.
Oh c’mon Casper!

Cheer up!
Just chew a map!

This is of course
A kind of pleading…

Yes I wanted to get some place
Walking with the slyness of good faith

Eating paper.