There are the very few who get to see the hopeless places,
the desperate places,
those little places moving me forward,
showing me everything sideways and backwards,
still catching and snagging me unconsciously
- now conscious.
I try every mind-filled strategy,
wishing to avoid the catastrophe,
waiting anxiously for an epiphany.
Silence.
Questions.
I know these places require my discipline.
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