"& so, when we get close
to the wound, when we cross
the border into Egypt
& begin to get close
to where the secrets are buried,
our nervous system hears a voice
& the voice says,
"you don't really want to go down there"
and you really don't.
Anymore than Orpheus wanted to go down
the dark staircase
where cobwebs pulse
like trampolines
upon which the ghosts of houseflies
try to leap out of this world.
But what you need
to reclaim
lives down there
South
of your predictable borders
where the soul is
encrusted in salt
from the tears we've yet to shed..."