a lash & alas
I'll scourge your
back if you'll
scourge mine. When we
get to the point, it means
pointing toes in opposite
awkward directions
with no destination
in mind. We leave
no stone unturned
once we're more
than a stone's throw
from the
nearest city
center. We're here
even when
we're nothing but
blistering soles,
in the ink of plants--
a lash & alas
a letting of flesh
& rending of mind.
If you want this thing
done right, don't do it
at all. Continue
until the wrist gives
way, take a knee
& pray to something
new, something
you didn't see coming.
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