it didn't start slow

long progressions

of trust

but instead

a command to leave

this is no longer

the right place

so I went

to nowhere

because this is where

You are

and I can look up -

see You -

pillar of fire in the

cold night

pillar of cloud when the

sun beats down

but I don't want to

be here

could You just be

somewhere else

there is food here

but only for today -

and I need help

because yesterday

I gathered more than trust does

and today it is rotten

my shoes don't

wear out, but I

almost wish they

would, because day

after day after

day is

the same

there is food here

but it has to be

picked up, and I

need help -

yesterday I didn't gather

and today my

hands are weak

I wish I could either

turn back

or lose my taste

for Egypt's garlic

You promised

milk and honey

which I don't want

to wait for

but if I'm thirty years

into the wilderness

I'd be a fool to turn back

now