We jump up

We preach

We channel mystic mists

The raven-havens and tottering
tenements of my mental architecture
endow me with maze sense,
knowing my way around
corridors and corners
and infrastructures.

Un-enticed by heavy wagers
or online friends,
I put myself out there,
catching your balls in the outfield,
rolling them down
dead-end alleys,
discerning the curves in squares,
the angles in circles.

Not a puzzle

but a solving

Trust the process

Ravens rejoice

Pose

Unrule me

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Written by Kathryn Lasseter