Sliding sideways into silver bubbles
singing, surrounding – the hiss
no distance from the experience
which serves itself
completely and me a mere
observer, a small role
played out amid
the magnificent
translucence and who
shall be washed here
today? Who shall be
bathed in chains?
Who shall drown,
who shall be released? These
tiny thoughts swim against
my skin like blind fish
as the sinking stops,
true immersion

About caroompas

musician, poet, songwriter, day job toiler, political junkie
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1 Response to Water

  1. D.S.Lear says:

    a seriously thought provoking piece of well written art!

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