Kansas, She Says, is the Name of that Star

in our system of relation
a fraternity of witness
cracking just before perfect storms
i'm in all of the Cusak films
boxing through midnights
that might as well be rained on
by one eye movement
off from the full recitation
never home but in technicolor
nothing happens all over
in new fictions they pass along
one to help it go down
one to explain the next morning
it must have been the wind