narcissus

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