remember to remember to not be too consistent
being blown about by wind until i cozy into you
and there we go up up we cling to one balloon
and hang onto its string by our teeth it makes for rictus smiles
i long to be cemented to you and thrown overboard of them
i long to be upright for a change in warm waters instead
of in this unsure and lead lagoon where there is no welcome
as we hold onto each other and sway sadly with the seaweed
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me
