lost

i’ve been lost, without direction or path, but not as bad as this (‘passacaglia on getting lost’ by jim harrison), not in winter. i may have had to worry about starving to death (what?! no corner store nearby?), but not freezing too. and i didn’t starve, didn’t thirst, don’t think i even went hungry. but i do remember my mental discomfort, a growing dread of my mortality.

too bad, then, that i found civilization again. was comforted. tucked my mortality away for another day.

  1. passacaglia on getting lost by jim harrison
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