the drawn out road
carves through the hillside
like a spoon

a landscape molded
by reduction,
impressions of

color and shape,
the shadows and cries
of sunlight

oh how the sky molds
into the nooks and crannies
how the road careens

and the hours take flight

as the sky sinks into slumber
the sun tucks itself in the crescent hills
and deep oranges speckle the black expanse

like stars set ablaze