soniasaysso
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Submersed
The water was a closet and I was locked in.
Walls of silt, particulate door, all the divers
were identical mimes making the sign
for trapped. All the divers went away
when the murk insinuated the gray-green
of drowning. I pulled myself along the bottom
and the starfish were big as Volkswagens.
We were ghosts finally, moving in some cold
viscosity I never thought Id leave. The masks
hid every one of our eyes. The sand dabs
were pale hands that buried themselves
as I crawled, and the divers drifted up
like souls kicking their fins, hands raised
to the aurora, to the water-skin of heaven.
Fear tasted like a saltine, my heart a sonar pinging
your distance from me. I had my hoses
in a bunch. I thought Id stay miming
the shut door of Daveys Locker until the tank
was sucked dry, because I couldnt spot you,
couldnt even echolocate you.
The water was a closet and I was locked in.
Walls of silt, particulate door, all the divers
were identical mimes making the sign
for trapped. All the divers went away
when the murk insinuated the gray-green
of drowning. I pulled myself along the bottom
and the starfish were big as Volkswagens.
We were ghosts finally, moving in some cold
viscosity I never thought Id leave. The masks
hid every one of our eyes. The sand dabs
were pale hands that buried themselves
as I crawled, and the divers drifted up
like souls kicking their fins, hands raised
to the aurora, to the water-skin of heaven.
Fear tasted like a saltine, my heart a sonar pinging
your distance from me. I had my hoses
in a bunch. I thought Id stay miming
the shut door of Daveys Locker until the tank
was sucked dry, because I couldnt spot you,
couldnt even echolocate you.
