No words please, I fear their weight. I'm too heavy and too proud. The water tastes like breath to me, a hot, amorphous cloud. I'm drowning, friend. Helplessness overwhelms me. The surface pulls me thence, that glassy ceiling where days pass without consequence. I speak and I cry, and neither comes clearly. But you who drowned me here, are more in meaning, than every gesture that binds my pretty ear. Eye to eye completely. Where you pretend my woe. I'll not take another breath. For fear my life would show. For thanks I'll offer each to you, my wit, my heart, my soul. If you should wish, then each should drown, a life in your control.