May 22, 2002
Tell where the black night sky ends and the water begins, it’s all smeared together. A great fusion of everything, except for my body breaking the two asunder. And me under it all, I bob up and break surfaces, my face the surface. Surprised by my own toes, way down there about 5 feet or so away. Appearing like toads or lilypads. Erased by night and water, dissolved into more than I am. Indistinct, no color, faint sound, sleeping sky and shore. Gulp of black night, seething through me, in me. Water creature here in this huge puddle. Night swimming.