portaging between lakes
my world reduced
to the five meters of trail in front of me
i see plants on the side
then only rock, barren rock
and i'm glad there are both
but i envy the green
nothing to think of
but the thoughts i've avoided for months
the ultrasound, the doctor's wide silk tie
less than one percent chance
rock
rock
silk tie
more rock
then, a bank of rock
with pine seedling with a toehold on canadian shield
clinging
and reaching upward
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