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The Creek

Creek was higher than I’d ever seen

overflowing the trail

eating away its banks

rushing off like a train

to some distant destination

or anywhere really

anywhere at all, no matter

as long as nothing

got in its way.

It is a moody thing

two days ago so still and low

we crossed easily on a string

of a few small rocks.

But now! I half expect

to see houses carried along

boats full of people in lifejackets

crates marked fragile

elephants giraffes zebras

bankers in their suits

on top of wooden desks

cars swiped from the road.

None of this appeared (of

course) and thank God for that.

1 thought on “The Creek

  1. but what an interesting story it would be!

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