Sunday, September 13, 2009

your ardent gripe

so imagine this man underwater
in a rapid current
attempting to fit a bolt into a tiny aperture
over and over

the precision atrophies
as the exhaustion increases

by 19:33 he has had enough

sinks and drowns himself
throws it all up and surfaces shouting
kick kick
gets fierce and fastens in
now he is the river man
with fins

the dawn cracks over his head
just his eyes
slick the surface
wild fish eyes in the spray
body silence
beneath waiting

like him i will never
you know


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