My head breaks the surface.
across an oily swell
the detritus of other lives drifts.
I choke on air
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Nothing superficial here J... and absolute heart-wrencher. So insightful and eloquent. t x
...Here on the surface my lungs are thick, my arteries cauterised by the fire of unavoidable fear. My safety route is closed.... These lines I like very much. Here the reader feels the smoke by himself...beautiful piece dressed with stanzas resonant *10*