Tell me about solitude
and I will invite you to visit
ferry yourself across the morass
on the raft I left on the other shore
just in case I needed a friend.
The moat I have dug
around my foundation
crumbles in quiet confusion.
Not even a mouse dares
to scale these walls
fearing the earth
will melt
under her feet
causing her to fall
victim to these dark waters.
I am alone
waiting for a story
about recovery,
redemption,
or something
that looks like love
to sail her ship
toward these shores
unafraid of what
the journey of discovery
might bring.
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