a poem

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I would drown 
I would not gasp for breath
I would not grasp for life

my bubbles
my breath
my pneuma
would have disturbed

Your Reflection

you could look down upon
the still waters

See Yourself

and you would not see me
through the surface

I would breathe water
I would become a hadal shadow
I would not have you
hold me under.

© Ashlan Isadore McHugh 2019