I'll buy you a river, he said
in so many words.
And lost, I
thought it appropriate
as my sheening waters
cast ripples to the sway
of an invisible breath.
But still, I said,
in the murky shallows
strangle-weed brood. And
in gaunt currents too
sudden or subtle to hold
or control, is a fear
I might really be profound
an lost in the depths unknown.
