Drowning

February 5, 2012
By Mayze SILVER, New Canaan, Connecticut
Mayze SILVER, New Canaan, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean:
'Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.'

'What’s that?' Anna asked.

'Water,' the Dutchman said. 'Well, and time.'"
-Peter Van Houten, An Imperial Affliction


You sit there smoking your Cuban cigar,
Diseased alveoli pumping death
In and out, your rhythmic breath,

Incessant pounding and gnarled scars
Polluting your body. Late

Afternoon sun glinting.
And you hear each great

Splash,


Flint,

Flash,
A glance

As if, through your crossed legs
And sadistic smile there were a

Chance.
But no, you keep your

Newsprint hands, inky heart.
It’s a pity; it’s a shame,

You poor, poor man.


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