May 24th - Drowning... 

Sometimes a picture's worth thousands of words...

 

Drowning

The hum of the electric fan like
 the ocean from a shell held tight to my ear
the air thick in my mouth
dry on my tongue
No more tears to shed

Almost colorless
yet painfully bright
the world around me
full of ripples
tangles of seaweed
responsibilities and fears
like crabs at my toes
but so small I don't feel them
they just make me nervous with their
hard and restless movements.

And I'm floating
suspended
timeless
waiting
drowning

Wondering in calm
at the sensation
of gentle movement
of dark embracement
almost beyond the panic of it.

Unable to decide
whether I want air again
in my lungs

Or just to curl in the womb
and see which way the ocean will take me
slip... softly
curl...gently
Into the warmth of mother night
Into sleep beyond dreaming

Drowning.

XO
Katt 

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