Drowned
- wavy blue-
- i can just make you out,
- long dead
- at the bottom of the sea.
- you'd think that once it killed you,
- i would have left-
- put on my clothes
- and walked away...
- but i'm still checking your pulse
- even though your arm rotted off long ago
- and i'm still sucking your cock
- even though it's all been swallowed.
- i'm still treading water,
- holding my breath ,
- looking for pennies
- in the muck at the bottom.
- and i'm not moving on
- and i'm just beginnnig to realize
- that this isn't some mysterious sea
- but possibly a fucking swamp.
- and maybe i'm not a mermaid
- and maybe you weren't my prince
- and maybe i need to breathe
- or maybe i need to drown...
- it's always so cold
- when i get out of the water
- so i dive right back in
- where it's comfortable.
- i'm comfortable here-
- in your watery grave.
- i've forgotton how to breathe.
- i've forgotton how to swim.
- i've forgotton everything-
- except for you
- and you stay with me
- and you won't just die...
- once i looked up and saw the surface-
- the garish sun beating down.
- i can't live there.
- i can't even die there.
- i can't find my way out.
- i can't find the shore.
- i don't even know
- which direction it is in.
- i don't know what humans do-
- i don't know how to touch
- someone that touches back.
- i don't know how to move
- without fighting
- the resistence of this water,
- this weight, this burden
- this pile of deep shit you left me in.
by Jennifer
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