the east rings itself in amber, foretold three ways 
                    what its future could become
             omniscient as in a will to want the now felled
             knowing


outside the country
lives the other extremities
the reach of the interior
the cresting amber dreams

the grid’s formation
is quiet in the making
      soon encasing the 
whole knowing— kept for keeping, attenuated


permanence assumed and subliminated
the state makes a flag that flies 

every emptied motorway
carries our threadbare amber—
brims the load, the
tactile light