Can’t Swim

Draw me to the river –
Draw me to your shore, 
Where the water laps
The water snakes and fruit.
I can’t swim – so draw 
Me deeper.

This water is high, 
When I open my mouth,
This water becomes like words there.
This voice of water says –

Many places can be
A garden. Many doors 
Can be gates.

Many trees can become 
Swords and pruning shears – knowing
Where to cut.

I can’t swim, draw me deeper.

I say –

Why do you start out calmly? 
Why do you flow in peace, 
To draw some near before 
They’ve drunk their rage?
Why does the shore with no
Changed banks
Spark fear?

I can’t swim, draw me deeper –
Draw me deeper, up from earth,
Draw me from great depths within 
This mantle stone –

Draw me by your mantle,
Flowing like a river shore. 
You say –
I can’t swim – only overflow
These banks. Draw me deeper.

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