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Swimming Pool Poetry

Hold on to the edge and breathe
I’m in the air gasping
and I feel the press of the water –
it has weight, depth, mass –
on my lungs
two small sacs
and they strain

The panic starts in my chest
and even though my brain
is telling me: you’re on
top of the water and you’re
breathing in and out
I can feel
huge crashing dumping waves
diving too deep and drowning in
the dark as my body is
crushed
the ghastliness of the last
bubble escaping and all around
is water

(From writexgenres blog)