Do I need a goal like a road
into town? I keep skidding
off. Why take a trodden
route?  I prefer wilderness,
tangles, slippery-leaved
detours. Often I sidestep,
& diverge. I trend
to the complex, get criss-
crossed. In a dream
Teacher reassures, Ditch
the practical path! Feel
laughter like a Sequoia
towering in your veins; loss
like a Humpback breaching full-
sized from your throbbing
pear-shaped heart.