The sacrifice of God is a troubled spirit;
a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.
Psalm 51:18
elusively familiar and utterly alien
rock-strewn, convoluted,
unimaginable
There is no hope now
but to face into this time
I do not navigate this way
so much as give into it
one foot in front of the other
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