I've got my head underwater
and my torso
mid-air,
knee-deep in a world
where minutes make no sense
and Physics
cannot discern the structure of atoms;
cannot determine the speed of light;
cannot expound the forces of magnetism;
where gravity does not pull you down
but instead, lets you     o      e
                                             h    v    
                                                            r.
                                                 

In a world where everything defies
all earthly conventions,
where nothing is a natural cause
and everything is caused by you.
In a world where you are--
you are nature.


I've got my head underwater
and my torso
mid-air
in a world where people
cannot speak.
Where words cannot exist
because being scolded
for throwing up too many times,
for falling in love with too many guys,
for the scars on your colored skin,
because here,
being scolded for that is fair
being scolded for that is allowed
being scolded for all of that is
not
a sin.

I am buried,
underwater,
I can breathe,
underwater.
I'm in a world
of no spatial dimensions.
Where Earth does not break down to
longitude, latitude, and altitude.
Where Earth breaks down to nothing,
independent of a guilt-ridden conscience
and unceasing helplessness.
Where you and the Universe exist
alone.
Where I and the Universe exist
alone
at the same time.

I am underwater,
breathing,
alone.
In a world where
people
do not exist.

I am underwater,
where I can safely
love,
live
without being scolded.