There are cares in what is cast, so many that goodwill is mistaken for a door: thin cares reaching towards distant points of sympathy; long cares dried-out until only directions remain, given or not-given.

To have woken here with these possible branches —but are there any leading backwards to the site of departure —

if there were

would you follow them

if you did

would that place be the same

would it be there at all