5 Lakewalk, September

Face-whipping wind, I’m burning to numb

slate

Gulls, ducks bobbing and only a

Few runners, first lighter gait, then heavy steps.

Boardwalk trembling, weather

To come, weather

Remembered.

Life and death at sea/lake Superior.

Free my breath, my head, my heart.

Broken rails and guideposts floating

Down the trench

a ravine comes to mind

water station, sans need today.

Busy bees, back at work. School is starting, next week.

Free my breath

A belt loosening…