A pool of water,
which sinks into the earth,
unsettlingly deep…
Water
Floating down the stones,
to crash onto river below,
where the fish swim…
head above water,
until it slides
beneath choppy waves…
you bloomed,
and now your petals
are melting
toward the mulch…
If I do this,
can’t turn back.
The leaf can’t
unfall…
They are called beach waves,
because they resemble
water…
Stomped through the rain,
pouring so up and down,
didn’t want to lower the umbrella
and expose hair for that minute…
The first step can be brave,
or careless, oblivious,
or intentional…
the boat is fixed
the boat is fixed
this is not a drill…
