Portrait Painter
I went to the pond
and swam to the middle
and submerged and began
breathing in as deeply
as I could
and all the fishes weren’t
living and the seaweed
wrapped itself around my
feet and it felt weird
and it must have been
around noon because
the sun was straight
above me
and if it had a face
I would understand if
it was smiling down at me
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