Entanglement
having been created
with painful self awareness,
and
shielded from harms-protected from self
I navigate
Yellow Brick
river bottom
stepping stones
while I
step lightly through
Kansas
returning we, you, they, them
home
The departed possess
no clock
no calendar
yet they still love us
right now
This Entanglement
like it or not
blankets me all days
and brutal nights
until I embrace them again
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