separating darkness from light

holding hands across darkness
the stars pulsated with my heart.

I awoke from freedom
to a barbed wire tangle
in the Canadian weeds.

How much good surf and
poutine make being separated
from deeply loved
family and friends worth it?

I’ll get back
to you.

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