bobbing

Yes, I know.  It's getting clear that there is enough water there.
it all grows from the water,
but is it flowing or stagnant?

this is a place of vacillation!
weary of all these feet, but I can't help this.

I am happy.
I am a little lost.
I love and have faith, though hope has some edge to it.

jabbing to avoid damage, I see the round about.
I run about it, the slink is rhythm.
(a child hood game i fake with great ease.)

put up your hands and set them to work hard.
they are the only things you can trust in this endeavor.
your heart is clouds
your mind is worse
your mouth is full
and string tight purse

backed up so none can come
you'll feel the knees weaken and it is b'kav'nah
key…

i'm stuck bobbing


there is only one apple in the water...