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)
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