riding my
ow
-nwate
r
f
a
l
l
faster to the surface of the tilling ocean
ride my roll
roll my ride
in a few months you might va
n(ishinside
the flowing sea
of the people
and the
earth
the moment cracks through the snow
cake and candlesthin
gs are goi
ng to
&iknow;
it)
g
o my wa
y