can you understand it
was your persistence wore me down,
Your willing spiralling descent
stirs in me disgust but
also guilt in tempting you, for
Samye Ling wasp?
Perhaps once Buddhist or
yet to take such refuge but now
high flags cracking as I
turn, confused in this garden
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