11-04-2014, 10:20 AM
~Unfinished bath~
My body bloodied and filthy, dragged thru the rocky creek. Then into it’s culvert. Unconscious but I aver that I could see myself. The water rushed passed my broken limbs. It feels cleansing, a baptism that would end when pushed thru the exit of my tubular laver.
My captor, my killer, my savior. I did not know who, perhaps all of them releases my arm and I sink to the shallow bottom. Stuck halfway between the ominous certainty that was it’s maw, and the hope of bursting anew in the ends light.
That view is now of my shortcomings. It no longer comforts, but the source of my bitterness. Feeling wronged and innocent as I drown now. Eyes awake but without the strength save myself, as if I could. My pleas heard but fruitless as this beautiful drain let’s me rest.
By K. Adam Wright
My body bloodied and filthy, dragged thru the rocky creek. Then into it’s culvert. Unconscious but I aver that I could see myself. The water rushed passed my broken limbs. It feels cleansing, a baptism that would end when pushed thru the exit of my tubular laver.
My captor, my killer, my savior. I did not know who, perhaps all of them releases my arm and I sink to the shallow bottom. Stuck halfway between the ominous certainty that was it’s maw, and the hope of bursting anew in the ends light.
That view is now of my shortcomings. It no longer comforts, but the source of my bitterness. Feeling wronged and innocent as I drown now. Eyes awake but without the strength save myself, as if I could. My pleas heard but fruitless as this beautiful drain let’s me rest.
By K. Adam Wright



