I'm 13 feet under water,
placidly watching the other swimmers drift
 above me- I see him in the lane next to me.
He waves exuberantly.
I motion for him to swim down and join me
in my silent observation. He sakes his head
and frowns so I push up off the ground and
break surface right next to him.

He seems so young to me that i always forget
he's gone to rehab already. I'm proud of
him but I'm sure he wouldn't be proud of me.

To avoid thinking of that, I plunge back
down 13ft and silently observe.
I'm glad to be back.