Thursday, October 4, 2012

Part two



during the summer i was most happy

twice i was afraid. once
swimming in the canyon falls
and once when we went too
far into the mountain basin
and the trail stopped just as
the clouds darkened. all day
i had only seen two ravens,
one hawk. we had to scale
back up the rock face
we climbed down.

but       so often my sadness
is a type of fear         and

paired with my fear of water,
paired with my dread of heights,
paired with my anxiety of omens
in the form of birds

there too           stood my sadness,
at the thought of losing you.

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