how the voice
changes
in the depths of the pool
I imagine it to drop to the ground
and when gasping for air
pushing yourself up again
the face glimmering happy in sunbeams
the body that is attracted by deep
playing
with gravity and yet there is
no weight
I image it dropping
my voice
and you squeeking on the other side
of the phone
the happy disturbance
of something that changes
I imagine my voice
a body in the swimming pool