On The News Last Night, Some Guy Drowned Poem by Jackson Riley

one lightning, insane moment
the first mate flotsamed.
the furious arms
legs
desperate and
kicking and flapping and not all too well working.
a buoying head.
wild, blossoming splashes in the moonlight and the waves.
scream.
gasp.
bob.
agony.
accept.
o, nerve-ending empty chest,
the glubglub of a plunger
subaqueous.

in silent lungs and nostrils
dolorous pangs,
filled and
sealed like a hole cemented.


directly afterwards, I was informed, the carlot down the street will pay what I owe. and they offer 0% for 60 months.