If I must, absolutely must, go about the business of drowning,
I make the following requests.
That I sink slowly and thoroughly,
That I slip thickly and knowingly,
That my eyes remain open,
And my throat keeps humming.
That the medium be warm and enveloping,
That it be glossy and smooth,
That it saturate every part of me,
In the swirls of my ears & tender spaces between toes.
If I must, absolutely must, go about the business of drowning,
Let it be that I suffocated in you.
