Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Hold Me Back

Freedom pools behind the dam
Constructed of constraints

And swims, a fish contented,
With no business in the air

That this water was when creeks
Cut canyons with their flash floods

That were rampaging runners
Of rocks, logs, and detritus

Carving shadowy beauties
Now bubbling down in the dark

Where raging sediments sink
And fish float free, suspended.

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