I waded into the river
The water was like glass and it made my skin burn
The surface was a black mirror glaze
But beneath it, the current began to pull
As the snow fell on the surface, caught by the tension
It stayed for a moment before turning liquid
And joining the sable pool beneath it
Following suit, i slipped deeper in
Buzzing of nearby streetlights
Slosh of cars passing by in the distance
Now became apparent by their absence
Below, the knives cutting into my body retreated
In their place, a static pulsing that numbed and dulled
It was disrupted by a shock, an accumulation of static
Water now entering my lungs
The impressions of snow left on the riverbed
Footprints now slowly being filled in
Before long they'll disappear completely
Leaving nothing behind