drowning
one day i found
a day-old corpse
with a wide and gaping mouth
it grabbed onto me
and held on tight
with its spiderweb-finger bones
(dusty home, never roam)
it bit my skin
with beetle-bug teeth
big ol' teeth
(need to breathe)
and as the corpse rose,
i fell down
swallowed by the strawberry-soda waves
because bad things happen
to those who misbehave
(at least on the day
they find their victims)
don't bury bodies
in the water