About Drowning
I am like a swimming pool.
I used to only be blue, cheerfully sad
Now I am also pink, purple and green
Attractive and somewhat kind.
I smell like chlorine because
I bleach out
As many imperfections
As possible.
I am like a pool because
I am deeper than I look
But shallow in all the right places—
Shallower than I feel.
I am a pool because
I am tiled,
I am evolving,
I am messy
I am nice,
But I also drown people
Accidentally, but
Sometimes
On purpose.
In the heated Summer
They´ve always loved me; but
In the cold Winter
They would skate on my frozen
surface.
And their blades cut me.
So I built a ceiling,
Bought a heater,
And kept covered.
I am tough yet vulnerable.