Life's too short And death goes on way too long And then, suddenly you awaken To find yourself swimming Beneath warm water Enjoying the sensation But gasping for breath You attempt to resurface Only to find that the pool Is sealed by A thin glass ceiling You are trapped There is no way out You're re-wombed But, how hard can You slap at thin glass Pound tiled walls Or scrape tiled floors How loud can you scream Through bleached water Or can you catch the attention Of the inattentive pool attendant Stood flexing in his own reflection In the glass divide That separates the adults From the children Life's too short and death Goes on way too long