Canoe

Smooth, red. Blue and yellow and green. Hollow, like his heart, empty like her soul. Rounded to a red banana, with levels, levels in the middle. Floating, gently, in the middle of a massive, aggressive river, rocks surrounding, scattered. Over the cliff, drowning in the water, a lone red canoe, sinking & bobbing. Smashing to the cliff side, begging for help. The sun strikes it, gleaming yellow and red. No one notices the way it struggles to stay above the homicidal water. The blue, the white, the clear, heartless water.