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[breatheinslow]

And so I have this ripple
in my stomach
and I churn with it and it
becomes what I think
it is when it is not
and only when I do not remember
to remind myself it is a whirlpool.
I am gasping for air and
grasping water
when I need land.
I am afraid.
Of water and gray blue
and of marine life and end
of life.
On earth, in world.
I am drowned, it has drowned me.
We are drowning and I am surging
and I am synchronized,
in sync with waves that
perpetually launch
me into fleeting oxygen
and immense water.