redemption

I sang all the way home.

the currents racing through my arms reconsituted. i became moist flesh again.

red and greens blurred on the horizon. a slow waltz with country at dusk. the one two three one two three reverberating through the creek bed. despite the onlookers I know we're alone.

Ocasionally I stumble yet you catch me. it's been so long since my knees have been grazed. I walk upright these days. Though my arms may itch and my nails may ache, these things do not bother me so much.

You save me each and every one of you. With small gestures that move mountains. One grain at a time.