tension like a hydro line
swallow to feel...
anything at all.

penchant for less meta for
typing with a ball point...
spaces white like pills.

drink this description, you
may need to take in small
sips, as it burns the lips
if spoken out loud.

drowning like loneliness,
shares silent despair,
resistance is futile
in the liquid.

pins and
razors, catch
but awaken
even the cold
scars on
nerves who
only want
to be numb.

see me dumb me
pound the chest
to thump the heart,
no button no restart.

Leave the words
swallow the spaces
shave ice chips,
poke pin holes
into the swollen
bloated body of a
work of self-unction.

Hey wait, I am still under
the water, seeing the surface
under construction, from the
bottom up,
read them all to know
me,
meet you on the bottom.