crossing
rock creek,
how they've strung up
nets
below the ancient stone
span
to catch those who are
done with the world.
finished with love,
with all plans.
you read how
they're caught
after leaping with despair
onto the web of ropes
of the great wide net,
surprised at what they've
found.
a new life.
not death, not yet.
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