drowned to life
september night, hours frozen
i drown my reflection in a lake
without rippling the black surface
for i have run out of escapes.
my reflection floats into a curse
with no human heart weighing it down.
the face of a mannequin
disappears as soon as i blink.
my skin peels off in liquid dreams.
step into the void, and i knew
i had drowned the wrong reflection
but i have run out of escapees.
i fold into the lake, the underside
of my conscience is scraped.
shredded lungs, spilling cold ink
but i am breathing for the first time.
the waters were knocked-over pallets
stolen paints from northern skies.
open my throat, dishevel in silence
i run out of escapes and into life.
my body casts no shadow in the water
for the lake held hostage, tightly
the color of your colorless eyes
and i am drowning without metaphor.