undocumented

i am baffled by my pain
and how i have come to bathe in it
i submerge my tired legs and arms
into the comfort of what i know

and the water stings the back of my eyes
as i willingly sink to a prickly bottom
where only the amoebas live

i stir my madness with a spoon from Tiffany’s
and laugh as my bones calcify from exposure

to wit, there are so many ways
to die