perfect inertia
could have—did—

tumescent sludge
ambivalence
fussed like mould
over
the surface of things

a glass-eyed river
wide and opaque sorrel
seemingly shallow
submissive, innocuous

but as every life-guard knows

when it comes to water
even a bucket-full
is enough to drown in.

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