You will die tonight. A horrible nightmare
brought by drinking glasses of water
before sleeping – a self-drowning. At the sea
the dream will end, as you go diving deep
into its navel, for the pearl in the navel
of a mermaid. She will sing for you there
a cold final hymn as you will also utter
from your mouth the bubbles coming out,
rising up from the depth of your slumber.
In death, you are your own vessel.