When the baby was a little man

I remember how the baby

Was afraid of water.

Now the baby falls so deep into the water

Every time he sees you

It falls from his eyes

Waters his lungs

Makes him choke.

When the baby was a baby

It knew no tears

Except for those

That required attention to the body

His little human heart

Hasn't yet been broken apart.

When the baby was a little man

He learned how to draw grooves

Inside his fists, his shoulders

In the hollow of chest

For his waters to rest.

So that every time he was about to fall

He would tighten his body

Wouldn't let it show

And his heart wouldn't be drowned

As so many times before.

But from time to time

Even the grown up baby

Is afraid of water

And his body crumbles

Every times he sees you

And his little human heart

Gets soaking wet

Because you make him forget

He has a body at all.

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