This poem is taken from PN Review 36, Volume 10 Number 4, March - April 1984.
Journey
As far as I am concerned
We are driving into oblivion.
On either side there is nothing,
And beyond your driving
Shaft of light it is black.
You are a miner digging
For a future, a mineral
Relationship in the dark.
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