Walk

Do you remember the slow river
that passed below your feet
and wrapped your words in
gruggles and glups? “Walk”,
you said because the water
is shallow. The river was slow
moving you said. Slow things
aren’t deep, you said. “Walk”,
you said and now as I sink, you run.
You scream for me to come back.

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