at the bank

 

"at the bank"

 

 

You stepped down the incline 

before I did,

testing the ground 

with the side of your shoe

as if the soil might shift under you.

 

The water 

wasn’t doing anything remarkable

—just moving past the stones 

            in its usual way—

 

but you watched it 

as though its pace

offered a workable model 

for the day.

 

You said 

a person could move like that,

without forcing the next moment.

 

I heard you, 

but my body 

kept its usual pattern,

quick decisions, 

short intervals,

as though the world 

inspired them.

 

 

 

 

 

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