7.22.2014

two months in

I saw my hand in yours and thought
This could be it

You didn't see me yank the emergency belt up
I am parachuting down an unfamiliar canyon
You are what I'm looking at
with the understated version of a sad
puppy dog face

Maybe it's just the rain
I hope it's only the rain
But if it were
then I'd have to abandon the rain

and I'm not sure I'm ready to do that

Dana Winter

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