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Jul 2018
You fell—
ruby red, and
wild-smiled—
into the Black Lake

(oh well—
nothing more than
a cycle, I know—
I’m used to the ache).

Up here, up above
on granite
beaches,
a body was found—

(it was hours below
the oil-slick
surface
before you breathed deep
and drowned).
Benjamin
Written by
Benjamin  27/M/Milwaukee, WI
(27/M/Milwaukee, WI)   
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