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So This Is Where We Find Ourselves

Amorak Huey

You present me a choice: kiss in the city or to kiss in the forest.  
I am not allowed to say either, not allowed to say both.  
I open my mouth, shut it. I come to understand 
there may be a wrong answer. You want 
eloquence where I offer hunger. I turn to seek guidance
from the river but the river is gone.