in the bathtub
i am reading in the bathtub E.E. Cummings poems
and typing with one hand
my watery corpse, undulating with
whatever sensation
and a candle my only
burning the particles
one by one, each us
dive into its mouth willingly
if there is anything then i might live again
and
if not
then i will divorce my will
to perpetrate the endless hours
of this journey,i
will see you at the
bottom of the sea
~
2015 - 2019