POEM: When Traveling In a Car

there is often a moment
when sky is a smoky sonogram
of a fetus
scrolled with the arch
of an upper case “C”

shafts of sunlight
are long, thin vaginal
walls as
earth catches whatever falls
As afterbirth

ontofarmlands
ontocities
ontoforests and foggy dales

ontocraggy-shale-hills
formed long ago in volcanic frenzy

everything just smeared with life.