you can notice a swimmer by their glow
it's a subtle thing, but it's always present
that boundless aura of a time gone past
that endless infusion of what-was
an inflection point for the ages
shining through gaps in their skin
you can notice a swimmer by how sticky they are
immersed in honey and connection
their snare is unintentional
but you're caught within it all the same
the echoes of a buzzing hive
become a booming harmony up close
you can notice a swimmer by their gravity
a distortion upon the world around them
a whirlpool that pulls others into orbit
their mass makes its presence known
a shining divine power still remains
many things caught circling in its wake
even in the collapse of the tower
the falling apart of what-was
you can still notice a swimmer by the marks it left behind
