The Purpose of Travail


Moving though

this vessel

like a symptom.

First here,

then there.

Opposed by nothing,

but distraction.

Things far away,

then closer.

Lit up like a guidepost,

coming through the fog.

Calming like redemption.

Nothing left

bobbing in the wake

at all.

Subtle treatments


the cold will do

what it was intended to.

An outlet

for a tried and true


Imagine what is out there

hiding in the future?



DJR – 2023

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