trying
to save
the drowning woman.
the frenetic
and
arm waving
soul
in the middle of the dark
lake.
no longer do i swim
out
swiftly with my open
arms, telling her
to take hold.
no longer
do i try to save her
at the risk
of losing my own life, being
pulled under
to also drown
i yell
from the safe shore
swim home.
swim home.
you're on your own.
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