North of Beautiful

I want to drive along the coast
thrust over the hills and mountains
of my own landscape
pull up to her seas
watch the waves crash and break
and come again
cross the frontier and leave


fear behind on the borderland
gas and go through the forests
and the farm fields rippling
wheat blonde in the wind
I want to drive north
through the detours
and pass all the exit
signs
no emergency stops here


lead the highway, not follow
along its jagged edges
meeting the midnight stars to
her oceans at the shimmering Boreal cliffs
and dive in
just north of beautiful.

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