I am about to jump into the lake,
trees and heat stockstill all around me
while I draw air into myself
in response to a hunger for abandon,
You are about to jump into the lake,
a study in anticipation.
You shut your eyes
as you had been taught--
lakewater will make a mess of your vision.
He is about to jump into the lake,
heart leaned out over the edge
of what he has not yet
identified as joy, a
wetness in the chest.