Twig.
Carry.

And the water takes hold. It fills his lungs and crushes his body. Dust floats through sun and water, as you draw close. Fall to me. He sees like he’s never seen before. I will carry you, true and free and the water carries him away. Now that you are here, you’ll swim with me. Soon he ceases to be at all. I am clutching you, true. He sees like he never sees before; he is light in water.