we are young
in a small place

sitting on a bank
you are looking

at me I am
staring far away

I ask you if
the tree floats

I say

I want to
leave this

place and

I want to
leave

by water

you say
something

about roots
and how far

into the earth

they go I
don’t understand

I jump in and
disappear

you stay on
the bank

and wave