Mikaela Castledine #247 Rivers

Sometimes in someplaces

rivers are so obligingly tame

lying bankless and almost level

just lip lip lipping

at the sucky little spit of sand edging

and the grass picnicking

only inches off the road

and you think how welcoming of them

an invitational sweep

with come hither laplets

singing safety and holidays

all pastelette and calm

through the reclamation of their reedy margins

easements all considered

so acquiescent as to not require

any sort of fence