asphyx

17 Dec

I thought drowning was graceful until I held you down and watched you choke.
Your eyes stopped darting and your neck went limp.
It’s as if I slaughtered through mere inaction;
suspended in the water, you looked remarkable, your whole body caught in clarity.
Like a reel from a silent film, I do not smell or hear or feel you slip away.
Slowly you roll into a sepulchral slumber as I watch a procession of bubbles escape from your lips.
I thought drowning was graceful but I know now that it’s just clumsy.
Your body is such a fool for these waves.

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