they came rolling in like waves.

An ocean pool of water caused by

the pacifying disturbance of life

BREATH

contained within the human body,

WHICH is the gateway.

Pounding against the floor I stream

fluid motion into memory. There is

nothing more I can do than pound

it.

STANDING up I

was boxed in. A corpse, a living

cadaver not yet dead.

FLOOD

My eyes from behind, and let

me see the

tRutH

not yet drowning, but floating

in an ocean for so long

gives the idea of submersion

& leads to drowning.

I

SWIM