I drowned whilst praying.
I guess it didn’t occur to me to unbend my elbows 
and do any sort of flailing or waving 

but the sticky blindness of the seafloor isn’t that uncomfortable 
all the fish have too many or not enough mouths 
have God teeth have God eyes have God skin
that rubs against me 

once I’ve gotten all this mud off
I’ll float back up 
Don’t want to go back to the God place like this