Knee Deep

I am drowning slowly.

The table knocks into my knees and my bones shift rigidly.

If all the world is a stage then mine is buried deep.

Beneath the hands of time,

Buried in the deep rocks sloshing through thick waters.

They ask me why I stay here.

I tell them the water soothes me.

I tell them when the sun shines just right on the shoreline I can see a glittering light.

A blistering future of unknown possibilities.

Shining so brightly my grip tightens on the rusted metal.

The metal that binds me to the water,

The metal that keeps me buried beneath the soothing waves.

The waves are getting higher now.

I’m sinking once again into nothingness.

I stare blankly not daring to look ahead.

The water hits my breastbone now continuing to slowly creep up and pull me under except ---

I’ve been wading under this whole time,

Watching the glittering light from beneath the waves.

Cold surrounding me---

I am sinking slowly,

Happily.