These two things marvel me:
how a man enters into his head
with the map he inherited from
his father, walks the winding paths,
until he is lost!
&
how a man hides from death
by standing behind his breath,
covering the nakedness of his
ghost with leaves of hope.
but isn’t hope as cactus?
green & thorny-
healing you today
& hurting you tomorrow?
Don’t let anyone tell you
that hope is the herb
which cures all ailments.
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