woke up from
salt-water dreams too soon
found a river knife
and an otter on the banks
always wild-flowers
when rocks uncover shore
pulled up my elbows
as the river bent
and the current frowned
I didn’t call for you
until I was caught
locked in an icebox
and choked through
breaking waves,
tumbleweed
and poison ivy too
our boats shook
when the train whistled
loud at triple bridge
we steamed forward
but the cascades drew us back.
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