currentsea.

Insomnia again. And again, an idea to be expanded, reworked, reworded. Suggestions appreciated.


Got paid today.
The currentsea of a river, slowed from run to walk to waltz.
You dance and deal out H and O, flowing past the reedbed like I
as I fashions flutes from shoots
plays
prays its riverbanknotes are in the right safekey.
And you linger
to listen.
Can you finance this flood?