Make this half day
where this path diverges
where such ungodly
harrowed splitting merges
seeing in the fever dream
three decades maybe more
let this escape plan be in store
seek the vibration
that will activate
the passageway the lights
it's not too late
count out minutes
to make an about face
this wealth superabundant's
cluttered up this space
I find the third treasure
its case lined with cork
this thing that holds the aspect
of a tuning fork
mark here my branching
here to drive the spike
grasp the thing lightly
then a firm clean strike
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