GOLDSMITHS | BA Fine Art 2017

Esme Lewis-Gartside

The Pool

my abdomen sinks

deeper into the pool

as i recline into the cool light,
the dark waves begin to form
allowing no sight

but my legs twitch

the thick fluid wraps around me in false comfort

the longer i sit
small scales sink to the bottom
as the scales collect
a mass forms on the bed

grotesque and spewing with a viscous gel

my abdomen sinking slower

from where i float

the gel looks solid

a solid membrane
on the other side
it waits

salivating in anticipation
its lips wet

for my body