a minor setback

set me up to get my spine back

to stand

no pool stirring 

will evade me for years

I jump into Bethesda to

drown fear

of……

unsure

imperfection
not lions

not tigers

not bears 

not marsupials that stash

the little guy away

for rainless days

these fickle ways

that caused the real me to evaporate 

and the cool climate

up high

cycles me into 

visible

tangible

nourishment 

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