When your life is a dark rainy night,
What you will see is a way to escape,
When  you turn around,
You will see many mirage doors,
When you run to all of them,
Realization will struck you last,
Ohh! You poor thing,
There's no way of escape!

there's an alternate universe
where i never knocked on that red door.

there's an alternate universe
where i rang the doorbell.

gushing river over stones
over toes
and into soul
therapy through medicine that’s wild-grown
respite in my appalachian home