Tangle
What a tangle we’re in
even though we’ve moved outside
Tanglewood
it still exerts it’s presence,
it’s determination to snarl things up.
We thought moving out would be better,
would straighten us out,
bring us into the light
but it’s still dark
only the tangle finds the light
and shows us
that things are even worse than we thought,
even more tangled up.

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