River Knowledge
The river is not wide
but it's violent,
it funnels down from the mountains
like a herd of running horses.
You can park your car
at 'Overlook' landing
to watch the stampeding.
If you're a local
you know that
there's white water ahead
before it leaps over
"Baker's Falls."
Beyond that cataract
your parked car
forgets how to chase down roads,
you have to reset the GPS
urge it to backup,
it's like it understands
that only the river
knows where it's going
from here.
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