If I bring it to the river
can I leave it there to sleep
is the water cold and still
or does it sing
is the hilltop high enough
to let it fall and never hear it hit
if I give it to the trees
will it stay hidden in their leaves
it’s always hungry and it cries
and I don’t know what to feed it
I lie awake with memories
or with what I can’t forget
and at night I shush and cradle
what I wish I could regret
if I bring it to the river
can I leave it there to sleep
is the water cold and still
or will it sing
it needs more than what I have
it wants more than I can give
can I bring it to the edge
and step
and never hear it hit.