I am seeking
some permission, or a note
or a prescription to feel the shifting skin
and just allow it.
May some notion soothe
my core as I walk through fields
unknown and not buckle with the rocks
all strewn upon it.
I don’t trust my roaming mind
and the things it leaves behind
but no other rudder’s left to right
If this light is not provided
I will leave by night unguided
and walk naked through
the reeds until