don't take the prop plane
brimming with boxes and familiar faces,
go out the other door;
resting on the crowded runway
stay grounded stay grounded
while on the rocks
where diamondbacks lurk below
step assured, assured and cautious
and don't forget to come back strong.
keep apprised of their eyes,
whether serpentine or obsidian, opaque;
there's no time to shy away
from our interpreter of interpreters
who speaks in keys
with unintelligible skeletons
Great Mother of Peripheral Whispers
and Vistas in the Mist
I am here
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