if you want

feeling the soiled earthy water fill my nostrils, my eyes, seeping through my pursed lips

and running through my hair.

i sit here and let the moss sprawl over my scars, let the fish eat away at my swollen skin and let the water turn me blue

in the same way you would.

latern-lit walks near the shore would reveal me

but you prefer to visit in the dark

you prefer to not see old man grim holding me

you like to pretend i simply went for a swim.

kiss my eyelids and taste the green

tell me it was my own fault, ill believe it.

close your eyes if you want, psyche

but i am still drowned

and i am still yours