Becoming-clean 

I wish every night I could dream of that stream

‘The same one or different?’

‘I stepped in a river twice!’ 

‘But you know I do have two feet.’

Like a child I have to catch frogs, it isn’t a choice, 

But then,

They turn into fish

Eyes clarified, Becoming-clean

Now I can see what you did.

But why? 

Matthew Cangiano 2025