Immersion Poem by Brian Sonberg

Immersion



Swim awhile
In stillness
Word above
Ears below

Distortions are
Much easier

Above, the world still turns
But here all seems slower
Drowned out into
Peaceful monotones

Sleep-like day dreams
Like syrup congeal.
Lay here
In scalding hot suspension

Pruned fingers mark
Our time to return

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