Chapter 46 echo

echo you can't get out of this canyon in the funeral procession You can't let go of the boxwood alone make peace with death, let the autumn stay home left in tin cans by the stove bearing barren buds The avalanche begins-- echo finds between you and people psychological connection, surviving down, survive till tomorrow while connecting tomorrow's A ray of sunshine from the diamond hidden in your chest You can't get out of this canyon because you are buried