Yes! I am that promise returning, forever returning tight bellied, dumb with life. Murderous and murdered shrimp, amphipod, copepod, squid feed my desire as I am food for shark tuna, swordfish and seal chasing me, devouring me till river mouth I pause. Like all others and none I am fat with life and fasting on this long upstream course. Pushing, whip tailing slick rock roaring water throwing me back, pushing whip tailing slick rock roaring water throwing me back, to resting silver in silver reeds. I reconsider nothing for I am made and unmade. I am memory mad for this galaxy of autumn leaves swirling about, above just beyond my reach.
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