I see myself encapsulated

unlikely fish in a tank of tangled water

the main attraction of a maniac engineer

hanging me suspended

in the liquids of the brain and of the heart

...not sure whose...

misting each other cloudy

so I appear unlike myself

to those who notice me within the water

and stop to see how my body's changing

shape and consistency,

softened by the wet world where I woke up

and only knew your name

and could only see you in the lines of my palms

and I won't fight to leave

for I've never felt so light

buoyed upwards by the water

and the psychedelic nausea of your scent

like an open window womb

holding me in its mouth

until I get tired enough

to rest from spinning

and speak only words rounded by

exhaustion and the liquor

of the lyre's cage

flowing in continuity over all my skin

I need you to touch

and while I'm shifting drunk

I'll thank the giggling god

rocking back at the controls

and taking note of every

difference the waters make

and knowing that when I leave

I'll never walk again,

my legs made worthless by the waters,

the thick and gorgeous waters