Caisson Disease

When I re-emerge, I bleed. Pressure-

less atmosphere expands my cells. Underneath

I feel the weight

            I feel the hate

Of all their words.

When I re-emerge, I bleed. Pressure

builds slowly, and you have comfort, you

could boil

            in an underwater vent

and not know.

When I re-emerge, I bleed. Pressure

Crushes around on all sides, but I rather

Feel pain than nothing at all, nothing

But my blood

            On your streets

When I emerge

When I emerge, you make me bleed. Your pressure

Kills us all.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. tiredtoo says:

    Is this you, Adrian?

    “Perhaps this is the moment for which you have been created.” Esther 4:14

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