I drove 200km and remembered the way down a gravel track
to a house where I recorded my thoughts and drove back
against my friends wishes.
I am unsure exactly if what I know is what I know
when it comes to three women I think of.
I have this urge to understand what it is I am in,
some trapped version of a life
where I seem free but am not,
wanting more and more to find something
that makes me understand what is.