Hide and Seek

My intuition’s been off-cue
Slipping on fresh stress.
It should have had a cleaner view,
Not made, but dodged, this mess.
Deep paths entangle. Hope gets through.
Some guiding pebbles show.
I’ll seek if I may hide with you.
Those demons need not know.

Written for dVerse Quadrille #20 using the prompt “cue”.

Image: Frank Hubeny, “Left Turn”