lead boot sinking,
looking up to halo’d light,
a light that gets smaller & dimmer
as one plunges down through cold waters —
deeper & dimmer;
&
dumber & numb-er;
until there’s nothing left to exhale,
and every urge to fatally inhale
the !n(tro)verted yogi
nomadic, poetic, and sometimes ascetic
What an image of despair.
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