How do you find your way when the power's out
by relying on the sounds of others, like the way she
relies on the sound of his breathing to save herself
the rampant anger of the beasts that speak of punishment
she pauses to listen out, tugs out on the ropes she's made
to survive, one must keep the senses awake but-
what if the rope leading out of the Minotaur's maze
was tied into a knot, never tangled by mistake?
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