I need to drown in water.


My mouth is open and I

Gasp with painful desire,

As sandpaper rakes me dry.

I stumble stoically to rushing

Waterfall, where I hold my face

To the froth and submit to the spray.

I breathe through wet nose

When burning lungs call for air

In an agonising rhapsody of painful pleasure

Finally coming up to breathe

Panting in harsh surrender

Before plunging under once more

To succumb to the precious, pounding flow.