Over

Trails,
tattoos rat-a-tatting

into the side
of a mountain,

or something
stranger. Stretch

your arms
out, wider than

the Great Lakes.
Welcome that danger,

the rough seas.
Harsh winds lead

to clear skies,
clearer than your

windowed
eyes, or fire…

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