at sunrise I say light shut up
reset the dashboard clock while swerving
a travel mug rolling in the passenger footwell
that was not, it turns out, spill-proof

boulder in the rearview, like some molecular rushing
outran its invasive historic wearing away
pitted weed against parasite and hollowed out
my placeless worry

left my initials on a tabletop in Bozeman
scratched a rude mountain from a borrowed knife
sunrise road so steep the car curses me rhythmically

don’t return my mother’s calls in full
just that I am with my two friends at the edge of a mine
don’t name them because I am far away from generosity
in general things are fine, the pit says hi

gas is still cheap and I’m afraid I won’t be famous
cheesy cracker aftertaste stuck in my molars
what if I am known for nothing but forgetting to floss

we talk through a script about the end of humanity
reclamation and prairie grasses nine feet tall

possibility and integrity both a lessness
like towns called Phosphate, Racetrack, Anaconda, Opportunity
I want us to disappear, but all together so we won’t be alone