If only I could jump past all these thoughts, circling my mind.
Like the rainbow trout swimming
against the Yellowstone.
But all I can do is throw that bronze promise ring,
into the watery depths.
Only if I could just take the stand,
And go against the current.
But I am stuck with a relit cigarette,
Still smoldering between my newly naked fingers.
If only I could be a smooth as a river pebble,
but I am not refined.
I am a corrupt granite boulder
My exterior is crushing me,
Into your mold.
Only if I could deviate from the path
Still, I follow nature’s path,
Down to the river's edge, I roam.
I draw my strength from the River and take the icy plunge.