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

#poetry