Underwater
Thou , vision unclear , I sit in the gunge waters
Arid throat of mine , quenched by the waters
Scraggy body of mine , bloated by the waters
Alas ! Does my breathing die , and do I , resurface out of the waters .
Oh ! How the waters taste sweet on my buds
As though , a paste of sugar and water , a fondant .
How the dim lights underwater ,
Fail not to illuminate my soul .
How the blurred vision of mine , before my eyes , creates dancing waters as tho they entertain .
Great effect do these waters have on me ,
Uncertain whether I belong on soil .
Guise of the waters , more attractive than earthen soil .
Alas my existence belongs on , none other , but land .
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