Like drowning but still looking for a light
But looking with eyes that won’t open.
The water wins the fight.
Then the people. My memories are murky
And cracked. Shimmering strangers with familiar faces.
The water stills, then leaps.
I’ll freeze. I can just come back inside.
That’s not what I meant. But my hand twitches.
The water shivers in delight.
Too startling against my skin. I shouldn’t be this hot.
It clicks. Yes I should.
The water melts the snow.
Just a push away from walking blissfully and
Endlessly in the sweltering heat of the summer night
The water falls.
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