Two "poems"

I found these when I was going through some of my old notes.

1.
I set off through the landscape, searching for my peak, blind and alone.
Only gravity and memory could help me make a map, but it's changing over time.
As the memory develops, is interpreted, is molded into a different context
Bumps in the road are exciting, but not as exciting as hills, mountains, peaks.
I walked up one yesterday. I had my hiking boots on but I was a little out of shape.
It didn't really matter, the hill was short.
I felt around in the dark hoping there was a path I'd missed. Maybe there was but I never found it.

Thinking about life as an optimization problem is probably a mistake, but sometimes useful for illustrative purposes.


2.
I saw you earlier but you didn't say any of the things I wanted you to say.
You were at the airport but I don't know where you were going. I guess it doesn't matter.
From Manchester to Heidelberg, it's all the same.
There was a fire I heard. I knew you had kerosene and a box of matches with you.
I didn't ask you about it.
I wish you weren't so cold.