The Pilgrimage

 

What I need is a pilgrimage,
Something away from
Alienation and toward
A shining good (unless away
From the absent good
And toward a misanthropic
Seclusion).  I’m letting

Go the accumulation
Of years, things I
Will never use again.
Perhaps I’ll get a trailer,
Hook it to my Jeep
And go see Utah,
Idaho and Colorado.

Maybe I’ll take Ben and
Duffy and go through all
Those places seeing what I
Can find – It would be
Waste of time I chide
Myself – She
Won’t be there.