Draft 002 / Perhaps these are all about water

Submerged in the deep blue

unreachable.

The world sounds only of

the bubbles that gurgle at my ears,

and feels

soft and cool on my skin.

Thousands of silver speckles swim

by in schools flowing and

shifting around me. I want to

get closer but it’s not going to happen.

We’ll share the ocean a little longer.

I am the awkward visitor too happy

to see you. Maybe one day

we’ll be friends.