Not Unpleasant

It hasn’t been such a long swim
And yet I am tired:
The arms ache and the body cannot
Surge ahead, all alone;
Time for rest
Time for that closed eyed float
With my soul and body silent
Slumbering, asleep...
Am frozen cold within, no drop
Of blood would seep and flow
If I were to cut my soul
No tears would race
From those blank holes, were I
To squeeze my heart;
Only sleep, and calm automated motion
Are my own,
And it is not, unpleasant...for now;
I rest
And let life, around me,
Simply flow...