I am tired
I am tied
I have conspired
to sit and sigh
neither here
nor there
not knowing where
the river will take me
it's pulling tide
not being able
to follow
to relax
and float beside
the fallen leaves
that swirl
in eddies
or dive to the depths
with the fish that hide
in murky corners
clinging
to a branch
on the riverside
not knowing how
to let go
not knowing why
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