A sprain and a quick breath
the sound of it was clenched
like the wrist talking to the elbow
just before bracing for the fall.
As steady as wind
as perfect as understanding.
Two branches side by side
perhaps related perhaps not
they hit and miss then will buckle
when time freezes over fitfully.
As friendly as bark
as holy as a meadowlark.
A long island and an unmatched
bank opposite, sandy and rocky
face to face never to touch
highlighting each other’s luck.
As current as news
as fast as it flows.
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