The rivers ran dry
and I peered out of the canoe
and felt the bottom rub against the rocks of the floor
witnessing the water level lose depth
I saw more now than I ever had prior to being convinced to push oars and be stuck in the same space with my thoughts.
I knew more than I had prior to entering the car and enduring hours of Elton John in a vehicle traveling down I-57 towards Kankakee with nowhere to hide from
The voice inside my head that had caused me to drink extra bottles
slur extra words
empty extra accounts
leave extra people
Rolling through life, i was…
Before I saw.
Before I knew.
And before the voice was silenced by the view from the center of a river running dry.