the turn was not a turn

you saw with my eyes

I blinked it vanished

she said no it was

not as you said

the way I knew it to be

the ragged lines spoke

with stranger accents

skewed cognates

the way was only 

the way here

the sole path here

the sky cleared

the sky stormed

the rain was dry

the way here was

the only way here

only me here now

I only know

this language

the words come to me

by birth

by chance

by god

she said yes but

not as you said

only what I said

it was the way

I knew the way

the way I said

(May 3, 2021)