Held tightly in place
The fast river
Pours past
The fast rock.
The hours of my life.
My life.
The meaning of my words.
My words.
The way things are
They never are.
Holding fast the ever-changing god
Make a wish.
I have been here before though here
Has never before been.
That’s just the way of it.
Hold fast. I have not eatenFor days.