chlorine sight
trying to ring out suit
sniffing strands as if they were glue

"it's falling out!"
--screams a girl running behind me
remains of skin can be seen

oblivious without hesitation
smells have become the best part of me

I dive back in
watching the radioactive waves dematerialize

my marrow turns white
as my tongue spirals around hair

reaching out to grasp a way to pull out
but nothing,
not even my breath,
is there.

07/24/2005