Waterlogged

I drip into the drain

Bit

by

bit.

The waterfall of me

Sprays

And

Sputters.

My ocean waves

Spit

And

Spark.

My body of rain

Tumbles

And

Tremors.

My bays and rivers

Rumble

And

reach.

I drip into the drain

Bit

By

Bit

And travel the slide of the drain,

The murk about me slimy and stained;

The bottom no vision, the journey untamed.

I must be brave.