The imagery
should splash up into your face,
creeping like a sea
with an ocean on its mind,
its watery tendrils
climbing up your skin
to drown you.
Take it all in,
one breathe after another,
filling your lungs
filling you up
taking you off
up into the sky with it.
It comes quietly
screams violently
dies silently
lives bashfully
enters skilfully
leaves whole.
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