I am water

I.

I am.

I am water, a restless fluid, a voluminous self that goes as deep as the inverted mountains underneath. My body does not hold me; it liberates itself into gutters. I do not run, I flow. And my body joins with the creeks, the rivers, the seas. I am like a drip, a drip that slides until it crashes making a puddle at the end. I am water and I should dribble down the cliff and join with the sea below.

I am not a tangible Teaston.

I am oceanic.

(From THE BOOK OF I)