Lost in Space
Lost in space, she imagined
the GPS was an octopus
and the road the depths of the sea.
As if the Queen of Neptune
that shape-shifter, had taken silt
and tossed it o’er the road
gnarled seagrass rippling free
from blacktop to suck the wheels
and spit them out
as coral, sharp and pink
beneath the sea.
Jeanne in the mountains
4-8-2021
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 