Three Eyes

Burnt Gateway

Dreams bleed into the waking world

I implode by subtle steps

Until I can take no more

I push back

Making way for my edges to reform

Struggling up

Endings begin anew

Patterns rummage through

I find my path again

Hemmed in ponderous ways

Pain unseals the tide

Enough tears to drown the titmouse

Buoyed up

Not yet to the branches I can see

But out of the earth comes

me

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