the beginning of the row of trees
looking like they needed a long post fence
and a gravel drive the broken bottles
left behind a smoke pack and charred wood
and looking up and looking down
again and at how far away the boat
was and moving slowly across the water
a stone's throw away
and looking down at it
the water dropped off from the gravel deposit
at the foot of the slash and the gravel soft
and no telling how deep |