I Would Never



I would never


surf.

I almost drowned when I was five.
I remember the feeling of being pinned underwater,
unable to surface,
my lungs feeling on fire.

I learned to swim -- sort of --
but my face never goes in the water.

I take showers.

I'd never try a flotation tank.

And the idea of wiping out,
of having a huge wave crash down
on my body. . . . 

well, that's too much to handle.

I can watch, however,
as someone else dances with waves.
I just know it'll never be me.
Not in this lifetime.

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