We let it fall
slithery between our fingers
down the body out into the drain
the icicle from the handlebar gone
before it burns permanently into the palm
tightly squeeze the last
snippet of honeydew melon
left too long
let go of the cast iron pot
hotter than expected
peeled tomatoes
against green vinyl floor
we let go of the hand
when there’s nothing else left to do
let go of the overwhelming
and then we end up that much smaller