I've returned.
aimlessly wandering
across the desolation plains
following the moon's circles
where only the coyotes and ravens live
I cannot eat here, I cannot starve
I cannot freeze in this deepest pocket of absolute zero
I am bound I like a senseless waveform

So, I follow the winding moon with the immortal creatures of the night
the moon passes, then it passes, and it passes again
sometimes I see a shimmering mirage dancing in the night...