Theres a creek
I would walk to
when my house felt
like a locked room
Lean on
little wooden bridges
Watch the eels
playing cool
I could walk
a little further
Down the dirt path
on the shoulder
to the biggest waterfall
My city limits
could produce
Boy it fell
Kept on falling
Biting down
Cutting rock
Slow erosion
Lay me here
on the stone
I'm only here
to feed mosquitoes
Only skin
only blood
A little less now
than there was
In January 23
The creek became
a raging sea
A great torrential flood
that ripped the bridges
from the banks
The soft slope
of the valley
Ravaged cracked and
wounded badly
Fallen giants
breathing heavily
across the severed track
They fell
Stayed fallen
Roots exposed
Reaching high
Somethings growing
Lay me here
by the bones
I'm only here
to feed mosquitoes
Only skin
only blood
a little less now
than there was
a little less now
than there was
I still go
It's been a year now
Pass the chain link fence
that keeps out
with the bridges
all still blown out
You can't amble anymore
Overgrown abandoned
I take off my shoes
to cross and
find the current
has forgotten
How it felt
to break the world
and if I fall
I'll fall in
Soaking wet
ruined pride
till we laughing
So leave me here
Let me go
I'm only here
to feed mosquitoes
Only skin
only blood
a little less now
than there was
Just leave me here
on my own
I only breathe
to feed the ego
Only flesh
only blood
I'm letting go of
what I'm not
A little less now
than there was
A little less now
than there was