float me

I float on
a wet sheet
of pink and chrome

the clouds in the river
move me slow
as loving

past singular
objects lit
by wetness
a wooden dock
held out to me
car lights left
on in empty
parking lot

for now
let me
drift the same as you
a sunset shape
atop the river
holding its breath
in hopes of never
disappearing

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