when the rain stops,
and i'm walking,
well aware
of the deep puddle,
up ahead,
the black
mirror
holding the light
of a weak sun
trying
to come out.
i step into it,
ankle deep.
the water is cold
and thick.
i stop and let the other
foot go in as well.
i'm a full-grown man,
but my
behavior is that of
a child,
perhaps the age of six.
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