retreat is the best advance      
the closer one gets the better one remembers that faded path from early days

the one that just about disappeared from no use      
the road back     
the no-road       
the clarity of not doing      
the ease of not having      
the choice of one hundred years

how it becomes undone
this no-road that belongs to one only
that leads the way well for a long enough time      
like being well lost in that world safety in the so-called choosing of the road less travelled which becomes the road more travelled which
becomes the road less travelled

and so it goes

now we go together through the mud
and i trust this is your way
and how did it happen       
now i step on your heels because your feet have become slow and big and i trip again and again and i become grazed and i smart in your eyes on your overwhelming way (though i am so fine)

sometimes the stones i chew are bitter with circumstance and i have trouble swallowing

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