Adrift

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He floated then,

adrift, with the cool water lapping at his exposed edges,

 heaving him upward into the too bright sun

before drawing him down into the inky darkness.

Pushing and pulling.

Rejecting.

Claiming.

Saving.

Killing.

 Here where the sky kissed the earth.

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What was he to do but let the water choose?