This is death.
Pressure compounding organs infinity.
Sunlight streams in from above
muffled fingertips straining to reach the dusty corners
only the bubbles that alight on your skin
will make it to the surface.
Explore while the sounds of wind and cars and sun and air
are muted out.
Explore, flashing bulbs to illuminate bright colors
only meant to exist in darkness.
Explore the cities below,
mountains of inhabited beauty.
Make this your reality,
to never speak again
to breathe recycled air as
bulging eyes stare back into
your glass restraints.
Circle down into the suffocating darkness
take a deep breath
and burrow into the sands
until your lungs are compressed
to force the last globules of air
out of your skeleton.
Then bury yourself further
and forget what you’ve read about
stingrays and the bends.
You’ve made it this far, haven’t you?
all that remains is the clear window covering your eyes.
Wait for the sea snakes to start nibbling at
then lift your eyes up to the surface
just one ray of light.
Finding that the darkness is not
cry until your mask is filled with salt water.