'I'

Whatever it is,we come out of it...

sitting in a jar

I look up at the tightly framed lid

the slim walls around me close in...........

I take comfort from the tight clench of the walls



as I stop inhaling the air

Courage scums

I resort to tongue twisters

water seeps in..................



Flooding.





I revel the wet smell

I let my untied body float

in the bottomless jar.