Visoko
I knew the roads of Bosnia very well Watched as the trees grew along the way Then there was this afternoon in Visoko I passed often through to Sarajevo back to Zenica The name simply translates high which made no sense Always had places to go and detours around Often there were two bridges One being repaired and one to get across So the people wouldn't throw trash in the river It would just fall upon the next bridge Then one day the bridge made whole No detour in Visoko Instead of the detour I came up a rise The sky at my feet I almost jumped up out of the car If that was something I could do I would have Something of me had jumped up out I had no idea where i was in the world Transfixed upon the sky I was not afraid I was simply wondering where I was Had I ever seen something so beautiful A pyramid of the sun A day I remember I learned I was in Visoko and understood at long last the name My life had become muscle memory Trauma was our profession It was good to get away Away from ...