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.