the greatest enemy you face isn’t in the person in the lane next to yours, but rather the one you see everyday the one reflected back
smoky residue from the gun a bang that echoes in the pool room you spring forward and dive in the jolt and adrenaline kicks in as the water welcomes you into her domain, a streamline of your body etched into her chlorine depths
as the hand makes contact with the timer stops its meticulous ticking gasping for air, muscles burning above you the scores all clock in you search for your name among the higher ranks, but a sinking sensation sets in, akin to drowning (cruel irony) you only have yourself to blame.
FILL: SWAG 2016
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the greatest enemy you face
isn’t in the person in the lane
next to yours, but rather the
one you see everyday
the one reflected back
smoky residue from the gun
a bang that echoes in the pool room
you spring forward and dive in
the jolt and adrenaline kicks in
as the water welcomes you into
her domain, a streamline of your
body etched into her chlorine depths
as the hand makes contact with
the timer stops its meticulous ticking
gasping for air, muscles burning
above you the scores all clock in
you search for your name among
the higher ranks, but a sinking sensation
sets in, akin to drowning (cruel irony)
you only have yourself to blame.