"Loose Netting"
My limbs slide
through the water
without resistance,
tepid waves
swallow me
in a vacuum
of fragile
braided reflections
as my face
submerges the surface,
water filling the crevices
of my body
like whispers.
I think of
your grasping hands
like loose netting
slipping over
my flesh
as I sink
to the bottom.
Aleathia Drehmer 2007
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