dredging

This river now runs
Low and dirty as my mind
What won’t flow with it
Gathers behind
Trapping debris
Into piles of a past
Determined to outlast
Its purpose
My thoughts wade back
Through the sludge
Dredging up shards that shine
Enough worth keeping
Or cut deep enough
To make me move on

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