the comfort of rocks and water

it makes me feel better

riding my bike as fast as I can so I can barely breathe and my legs are screaming

careening down a hill

then off I go to the comfort of the little creek near our house

it is filled with the springtime burble of water over rocks and it soothes me

i sit for a while, my music blasting in my ears, and stare at the rocks and the water

sometimes I think, as long as I can find rocks and water crashing into each other unendingly, then it will be okay

as long as there are rocks and water, I will be okay.


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