The Swimmer“You always appear out of a haze, like a beautiful figment of my imagination.”
“Maybe that's what I am.”
“Are you some sort of apparition?”
“I'm whatever you want me to be.”
“Why do you swim alone in this dark, foggy lake?”
“I come to watch a troubled young man sitting alone under a tree, drinking.”
“Come sit with me here on the bank. I brought cold beers.”
“No, you must come to me.”
“You seem like someone I could talk to. Why won't you come out?”
“Impossible. You must get into the water.”
“I tried it twice and nearly drowned before someone pulled me out.”
“Come into the water with me. That's why you've returned.”
“Hey, I never see your clothes laying on the bank? Do you come here naked?”
“Clothes? Naked?”
“What's that you're floating on?”
“Oh, this?”
“What is th
