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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