Drowning


there is a shock that shrivels my lungs when the water hits them
wet’s entry snaps like a cough before it slowly burns
as if the deep blue around me and the sinking
weren’t right in front of my eyes
when I decided to open my mouth and inhale

I sit for a while at your edge on hot days
let you tease my toes
next to the ‘SWIM AT YOUR OWN RISK’ sign

a wave crashes and swallows my foot whole (up to my ankle)
and you insist
‘it’s not swimming if you only go knee deep’

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