In
the estuary of the psyche
where
each weary salt vicissitude
meets
every fresh expectancy
resides
not hope, but certainty –
that
any consequence
of
the encounter will assist existence –
dying
or new-born, the tenderness
of
being will adorn, anoint
and
warm you. So if you’re banking
on
unmitigated misery,
you’ll
probably be disappointed.
We thought we’d warn you..
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