It’s simply futile treading cold water
Rising past my green ankles
O how its barbarous teeth bite and sting!
My toes are engulfed by sea’s spiteful jaws
Veins pierced by blind eyes;
Warmth is devoured
Merciless waves slobber on copper hair
Tingling spreads from fingers to palms
Breathing echoes in my ears
Rhythmic crashing
Come cruel morning,
Light flashing
Drowning, drowning, drowning
Smothered in shame
Deserving of retribution, am I?
I confess to my crime, I confess!
My lips have birthed a lie
Of which I am not boastful
I confess, I do
Must I drown any deeper?
Dear water, you are chilling
very very good indeed…