Joe Kelley

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Cold rush


I stood at a stones throw

Below me, there was nothing.

Intentionally tripping

i caught a glimpse.

Splashed off rocks covered in water

Underwater, stone.

Under stone, sediment.

My arm grabbing for the first branches rushing past.

Nicking my knee,

with fish nipping at my toes.

I froze.

My body twisting

wreathed in my clothes.

Then it was cold.

Tasting bitter water.

Starring up and through

Flowing fast blue stained glass.

Trees waving with a cool spring breeze.

Thinking 'help'

I can't scream out

I'm getting warmer

It's euphoric.

Light crushes the water barrier

Grabs my logged body.

An instant I'm in my bed

A figure ushers me to relax

Take a deep breath

And go to sleep.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013
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