Wet Gravity

She was giddy

with remorse

As she skipped

river stones

Off slick rapid

rushing heads

Babies belched

from below



Clenching shame in

her stomach

It felt the same as the

last time

Cramming fear in her

white fists

Hoping this is the

last time



She put rocks in

her pockets

Shrunk away from the

water's edge

Fell down hard by a tree



She stuffed shame in

her pockets

It felt the same as the

last time



She crammed fear in her

white fists

And hope this is the

last time



Brainsqueals

Same as the last time

Brainsqueals

She hope this is the

last time