beach obe

I open my eyes and ochre water’s all around

I’m underneath, but I’m not scared, I still see golden sunlight too

I see your legs; you’ve let me go

and I think I’m down here all alone

I hear voices, but I can’t breathe

So I leave, I’m off to explore

But wait! there’s me – that’s my face?

Can’t you see, that somehow now, there’s two of me?

then

you finally see the first me

you slowly raise her up

She coughs and breathes;

and the other me just goes and floats away

But, which one am I; now, I’m not sure

Am I real, or was it she?


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