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There’s Always a First, a poem

“Better than sex.”

“The best experience in my life.”

“I love the beer after a deep dive!”

“Been diving since I was 13.”

“Its like flying.”

“Its freedom!”

“Its my therapy.”

“Its my meditation.”

“Its a different world down there.”

“Its so beautiful.”

“Help, I can’t equalize!”

“Aren’t you afraid of the water?”

“Of the sharks?”

“Of the deep?”

“Of the dark?”

“Will we see the sunfish?”

“Do you use nitrox, or oxygen?”

“I’m just an open water beginner!”

“This is my very first time.”

“I’m scared.”

“Of the water.”

“Of the deep.”

“Of the dark.”

“I’m scared.”

“Here, take my hand.”

“Breathe slowly.”

“Reach out, hold my hand.”

On Diving

20 August 2018

Lembongan, Bali

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At The World’s End, a poem

What lies at the world’s end?

A vertical gigantic cliff?

A drop into nothing?

A dive into mysterious astral elements?

HEAVEN.

Will I see the faces of my loved ones again?

My Ema? My Engkong?

Oky?

Do I get to enjoy gold rivers, flowing

Happiness because I did my part for the greater good.

HELL.

Must I meet again those enemies of mine?

Will I rot in eternal suffering due to many, many sins?

Trust me, I have many.

(Many enemies, and many sins.)

What if…

It is simply a new morning.

A breeze of fresh mountain air.

The slight press of a hug

The starry tingle of a kiss

The memory of what was

Me

April 2021