west with the night

I have learned that if you must leave
a place that you have lived in and loved
and where all your yesterdays
are buried deep...


leave it any way except a slow way
leave it the fastest way you can

never turn back.
and never believe that an hour
you remember is a better hour
because its dead.
passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones,
while the future lives in a cloud,
formidable from a distance.