the way the frost held to the north side of the rocks even when the sun was doing its best trick up there, that little pocket of ice clinging like it was the only thing real left, and then it was gone, and the rock was just rock again, and i was thinking about how much energy i waste holding onto what's already melting, and what if i just let it go sooner, like just anyway, like just let it be rock, let it be okay, let it be