around me like pissed
yellow jackets, I have
never felt so abandoned.
I Sit for a While
On a bench along
the River Walk,
listen to
the opera of
the Truckee
River at night.
The water
is high, after our
massive winter.
It rushes past,
calling
over the rocks,
You’re not alone.
I’m here, aren’t I?
Coaxing,
Oh, the places I
can take you. Ride
along with me.
Cajoling,
Come on. It’s easy.
Just walk to the railing.
One quick step over…
Chanting,
Easy. It’s easy. One
quick step. It’s easy.
I’ll sing you to sleep.