Brian’sPoems

Breathing Under Water

Teach me.
Please teach me!
I cry into the darkness,
then collapse exhausted.

The rain begins to fall
and keeps falling,
and keeps falling.

I wake to water at my neck
and therefore begin to swim,
searching for a higher ground.

The rain keeps falling,
thus drowning becomes
my all-consuming fear,
and keeping my head above water
my living preoccupation.

The rain keeps falling,
and with no land in sight
death moves ever closer.

I keep swimming
then begin to consider
the impossible possibility
of breathing under water.

My head dips below the surface
and from within my watery world
I notice the clouds breaking.