
to step into it;
to take off your shoes,
roll up your pants,
and brave the possible outpouring of truth.
But once you're in it --
once you're already as drenched
as you're ever likely to get --
have you ever noticed
how comfortable it gets;
how hard it can be to leave?
Even when some parental voice is calling you out --
"That's enough now,
Time to go" --
There's something about
the liquid wonder of it all,
the fear, the bravery,
the delicious wash of justice,
That just keeps me hangin' on...
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