Your turn

You wake in the morning chill
You check the map folded in
Your back pocket
(It’s been there all along) and
You gasp realizing
You took a left when
You should have gone right but
It was so far back that
Neither the left nor the right
Exists any more and all
You see is here and all
You feel is despair dread

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