On Guard
On Guard
each step
a memory
with something
in between
we quarrel
over direction
ever seasonally
divesting of
plotting regrets
impulses that
chase ghosts
by serenading
chances
haunting
outlines
we chose
the most
to fail
to fold
to have
to hold
for virtue
or blame
achievement
or shame
softened to
change
the scars
that remain
I stand
on guard
for the
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