It’s like diving deep in a pool,
the way chlorine burns the sinuses.
The salt of tears is like that,
how it stings my eyes, my throat.
Too, there is that same muffled quality
to everything, and that same pressure
in my chest, like holding breath too long
underwater. I cannot
seem to break through
to the surface. I
cannot shatter this membrane
that stretches over everything.
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