Underwater now
Your lungs heavy with damp
You thought you’d float, weightless,
And the world would have that strange slowed effect that camera lenses give
Light refracted through a million particles
And brilliant colours
Slow to reach the human eye
You try to kick out with your legs now
springboard to the surface
But their weighted cramps
Drag you further from that dappled light
That you hardly recognise as sun
You wonder now
If this attempt to escape gravity
To be held by the swaying depths
Will be the last decision that is truly yours
Before the panic seizes your muscles
In automated frenzy.