immersion

down, not breathing, down and twisting; pulled mercilessly by the stone. all passes by and mocking, again in an endless loop of disappointment. first and last, best and worst, none more pressing than any. deep and deeper still and not breathing. inky darkness that clings without resisting. all around the infinite sigh of emptiness. all around the meetings and partings and always the crushing deep. bound by foolishness and second guesses, pulled without remorse by the stone. light so distant through wet filter and fading.