A hand rises out, lathered in liquid soap

goop droops down, falling back in

to the immaculate pool. Yes, no.

My phantom arm grabs for the hand

it just wants to help

a heart throbs beneath my sternum

I feel no pulse in these reaching fingers

Many times I have seen this hand

It rises out of the soap to help others in

I am special though

because this time it's in first person