The Disturbing Demise of Daphne the Diver

Up and up and up and up and up and up and up the ladder

she would climb

in the early morning hours

so high in fact that her torso was in the clouds

and her legs down here with us mere mortals

But she knew what she was doing

in the pike position she managed to be the greatest architect

of the safety six, she had mastered them all

And once

when he was watching from his own skyscraper

with his flawless complexion and wayfarers

her opportunistic side rose to the surface

She was a failed trapeze artist

but he was none the wiser

and that day, he would see her in a new light

And with that

with her black swim cap

and red rouge on her lips and cheeks

she climbed and made certain of her peripheral

But even with those six

went went

tuck tuck

bang

bang

until she became the sole inhabitant of the deep end

Which is where he found her

magnificent with blood coming from up there

and weaving an unrequited and kaleidoscopic love letter

through his chlorine