As i swim as i,m submerged,
relaxed inthe waters that
surround me.

Not a breath needed relaxed
in the feeling that i,m safe, as
the waters are warm i hear
noises not knowing what
they are or where theycome from.

surrounded in darkness, this
homein the water this place i
call the womb.

.Hand me your hand, my child;please don't be wary.You will feel right at homein our suicidal sanctuary.Here bleeds ****** Bobbywho chose the northern bridge.Over there is Moldy Maggie, locked herself inside a fridge.The birds and bonessing for those drowning in the sea,this sector is preservedfor the carotid artery.Bathtubs and toasters,oh, what a joke!Can't stand the singed hair,can't handle the smoke.Yes, we have a pool.I won't swear that it's true.We keep it filled upwith  idiots...like you..