01 Nov Capsized: Part I

In Death –

More or less
Before I knew you
I knew him.

I was drowning
into a swelling
Puddle of my own
Rotten molten flesh.

I had forgotten
the limits
From which
I had broken free from.
Overcome.
And Outgrown, then.

Bounds and criss-crossed
Lines in order to pull myself
Off the bandwagon
Of eroding sentiment.

And out of water
That was shallow enough
for me to place my face in.

To stop
breathing.
To forget
for a while.

I would bathe
My shame away.
It wasn’t just so simple,
It was me being undeniably
Hooked and twisted
Around a thought
I could chill
And come to grips with,

All the while,
stringing myself along
In a spider web of
Saran wrap.

Congesting
My chest
like hurricane force winds,
The type that
liked to howl and sing.

Until the Ocean
Capsized the ship
That I was sinking on.

Serenely,
I sank downward.
Water filling my lungs.