Orient to North

Standing in a field of two opposing extremes, I hardly know what it means or what it would be worth, to orient to north. But, we've made it this far without cartography.

So this is the life that's been living outside of my hell.

None of this feels as familial to me, and I can hardly find the grief to release appendages unable to make amends. But, we've made it this far without cartography.

So this is the life that's been living outside of my hell.

Long gone are the dark days we've lived through before.
No longer allergic to the symptoms of the cure.

None of this feels as familiar.
None of this feels as familial.
We've made it this far without cartography.

If I could only find the grief to release appendages I'd be able to make amends.