Bury me...
Bury me down, deeper.
I feel so.

I feel so hopeless.

Fingers resting, where the rope lifts.
I keep on testing, where the choke, is...

bury me...cold, as crocus, is...
or ferry me, sleeping,
into the ether.
carry me under stream, where

I can take, a breather...
an open-throated...

under-water creature, in this feature film...and I'm choking
front-stroking, and seizure-struck
a lotus floating...
upside-down, Ophelian...

...can you, still...love, me...
if my flesh, and tongue,
goes really numb?