It is the geography of nowhere

where there is nothing to speak of,

where people construct the cloud-countries

of their dreams, where they project

illusions, cities of unending peace

and harmony. Delusion is always

all-inclusive, everything is beautiful

 
once again or as it never was

or ever could be. But nothing

remains in place, remote as it ever was,

those pipedreams that were landscaped,

are bulldozed, quickly as they were dreamed up

and is now blown away like tumble weed,

for it is the geography of nowhere.