swim

my citrine centre shining,

  bursting out of its body

 trying to get

   to the future

first -

it leapt into the country's

  Greatest Lake, before I'd had a chance

to reason:

  A human; being ...

mirroring last summer, and

this summer's prequel

  some sort of future -

Oh I love 

  myself, alone

 having felt 

 to feeling

others, and I.