a poorly sunken corpse

there's a level 
of terrified compliance
woven into the deepest scars
threaded with darkened gnarls
charred barbs and spars
thorns that haven't grown 
out yet
so deep 
uncontrollable for so long
thought they might be permanent

but then I remembered
I managed to stop 
glistening for a moment
nothing is permanent
everything falling
once crucial element
specific details irrelevant
fading into a fading 
blue
like tattooed skin
rising steadily
constantly 
sloughing off the top
scar tissue too 
rendering releasing relenting
forced to surface
a gaseous necessity
much like bubbling lava
magma
or something even worse