take yourself between the trees
take yourself between the trees
and find the paths
out to the sea
stumble through the thorn and briar
that cut you face
like razor wire
still—
do not cry a sound
the river will not let you down
gather stones along this route
to ballast you
in case of doubt
stuff your pockets with despair
and pray
the weight with you will share
for you are square
the world is round
the river will not let you down
lie in tide pools of disgust
till hot sun sends
these doors to dust
follow streams of deep regret
that never never
will forget
leading you
back underground
where the river will not let you down
nothing is unknown to be
contingencies
but few can see
lay a path into the wind
to the next bardo
or just
to an end
deceit is deep
eager to drown
the river will not let you down
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