Unhelpful as I am,
hands that don't hold,
reasoning wrong and driven so badly,
a small-eyed jockey saddled in my mind,
still in the round I join in the round
the water still and night as I never see it
dark, I never see the dark, never have seen the dark
so still the water and to trust my twisting feet
to walk so slowly, singing, past the different darknesses
the day's failures
by the water, towards rest
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