Poem -

“the trippening 2: enough fish in the sea”

I closed my eyes, laid back and went overboard
the camera angle switched all the way to the bottom of the ocean
and there I was, seeing myself going down, deeper by the second
I didn’t have any memories to flashback to before I died, no visions either of what actually could have been
all I could see was me, drowning in a fishless ocean.