If I could simply

swallow O

the way you can swallow H2O,

then I would float up in the sky

a spiky balloon

and stab the clouds

till they showered water droplets

over me.

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You get to float—

an over-eaten beach ball—

pumbling in tumbling currents

down beneath the chopped-up waves

No one tries to gobble you

As you puff serenely

on your pokey

way.

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