driving in a lake

foggy morning lake has risen from the land
to obliterate the defined edges
fish float to smudge & smear
with minimal effort all contrast is removed
the shapes of trees and houses are swallowed
—into the murky depths of a fisheyed world

when it’s right in front of you
but you don’t know to dodge it

you were once floating gray weightless
until the manatee was struck by the boat
the propeller, cutting flesh deep to the bone
like sharp teeth striking your forehead
and a colorless world wants to seep inside
to replace the blood lost, on broken-glass stillness

see the late morning sun, head-on collision
burn the floating lake from the aftermath
to expose confusion—taking off his twisted-metal skin

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